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ALL THAT GLITTERS IS 
NOT GOLD 



OR 



THE POOR GIRL'S DIARY 



A COMIC DRAMA IN TWO ACTS 



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BY 



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Time of Representation, Description of the 
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4 ALL THAT GLITTERS IS NOT GOLD. 

aggrieved by treatment she has suffered from the other mill hands, demands 
her wages and resigns her position, but is persuaded to remain another day 
on learning who the bride is, it appearing that she knew Lady Valeria 
intimately some years before. Jasper then learns, to his mortilication and 
disgust, of Stephen's attachment for Martha; after first refusing his con- 
sent to their union which would frustrate his plans for Stephen's social 
advancement, he finally agrees to it on condition that Martha's conduct 
shall prove irrei>roachal.le for the next three months, Martha being 
received into his house during that time. This is immediately followed by 
the arrival of the bridal party and Lady Leatherbridge, Valeria's 
aunt and chaperone, and an affecting recognition between the two young 
women, in the course of which Martha marks Valeria's extreme agita- 
tion at the entrance of Sir Arthur Lassell, a friend of the bridegroom, 
shortly before their departure for the church. 

Lassell, a fashionable man, with an assured position in society, is an 
old lover of Lady Valeria's, and now, after her marriage, plots against 
her happiness and good name ; with this end in view, he manages to get 
rid of her husband by securing for him a foreign mission, which is imme- 
diately accepted on account of its social importance, and Frederick departs 
for St. Petersburg fifteen days after his marriage, leaving his newly made 
wife behind. Lassell's design is discovered by Martha, who, from 
motives of affection and gratitude, determines to defeat it, even at the risk 
of her own happiness. In the course of a ball at Jasper Plum's house, 
three months after the wedding, Lassell contrives to get Lady Valeria 
into an equivocal position from which she is rescued by Martha. But his 
inteiided victim is convinced of the scoundrel's heartless duplicity only at 
the cost, apparently, of hopelessly compromising Martha Gibbs, to the 
unbounded delight of Lady Leatherbridge, who is jealous of Martha, 
and the open satisfaction of Jasper Plum, who opposes her marriage to 
Stephen. Just at the point when the prospect seems darkest, in spite of 
Toby's comicalities. Lady Valeria generously explains all to save the 
girl who saved her. Lassell is dismissed in contempt, and the poor fac- 
tory girl becomes the honored wife of the man who had trusted her throueh- 
out. ^ 

COSTUMES. 

Sir Arthur Lassell — Black dress coat, light trousers and vest. Second 

dress : Ball costume. 
Jasper Plum.— Black coat, black breeches, white vest, black silk stockings. 

Second dress : Blue coat with steel buttons, black silk breeches, brown 

vest, black silk stockings. 
Stephen Plum. — Dark jacket and vest, corduroy trousers, white German 

hat, lace up boots, nailed. Second dress : Light blue coat, white vest 

and trousers, white hat. Third dress : Black coat, white vest, black 

trousers, silk stockings, and pumps. 
Frederick.— Black coat, light trousers, white vest. Second dress : Black 

suit, travelling cloak. 
Toby Twinkle.— Blue vest, moleskin trousers, apron and sleeves (brown 

Holland), paper cap. Second dress : Brown coat and vest, large 



ALL THAT GLITTERS IS NOT GOLD. 



checkered trousers, very light and short, white stockings, and 

pumps. Third dress : Handsome white livery coat, trousers and vest 

as before. 
Harris.— Dark coat and trousers, paper hat, and an apron. 
Workmen.— Similar dresses to Harris, some in shirt sleeves. Second 

dresses : Clean modern holiday suits. 
Two Servants.— Handsome white liveries, red plush breeches. 
Guests. — Black coats and trousers, white waistcoats, etc. 
Lady Leatherbridge.— Light-blue dress, bonnet and feathers. Second 

dress : Pink silk dress, yellow head-dress. 
Lady Valeria.— White dress, bonnet, etc. Second dress : Figured pink 

ball-room dress. . 

Martha.— Slate-colored dress. Second dress : White evening dress. 
Workwomen.— Various dresses, chintz, etc., with colored handkerchiefs 

on their heads. 
Ladies. — Ball dresses. 



STAGE SETTINGS. 



Act 



j_ ,l*5W«, ^— 1 Ao- 1 V 


Act IL 




J„Hrior JS<Mkxy<9 




Windov 

Door )/ 


C?a.r Door 

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6 ALL THAT GLITTERS IS NOT GOLD. 

SCENE PLOT. 

Act I.— Hall set in 3 c, Backings in 4. c, showing exterior of Fac- 
tory R., and interior of same L. Door r. u. e. Wide Door l in flat 
Window R., in flat. 

Act II.— Fancy chamber set in 3 g. Interior backing in 4 g. Large 
foldmg doors c. in flat. Casement window r. 3 e. Doors l. i e., l 2 e 
L. 3 E. and R. 2 E. 

PROPERTIES. 

T uf^ ^'T^T °f *^°"°" ^^^ Stephen to have sticking to his clothes. 
Table and cheval glass c, against flat. Four chairs. Bells off stage, r 
Fack of cards for Toby. Silver watch for Stephen. Wedding fevors 
for Workpeople. Eyeglasses for Sir Arthur and Lady Leatherbridge. 
Act II.— Sofa down r. Easy chair r. c. Table, with book and writ- 
mg materials on it, and arm chair down l. Chairs up R. and l Trav 
with ices cake, etc., for Toby. Nosegay for Martha. Letter for Joseph! 
Bouquet for Valeria. Bells outside. Book for Stephen. Account book 
for Martha. Fan for Lady Leatherbridge. 

STAGE DIRECTIONS. 

The player.is supposed to face the audience, r., means rieht • l left- 
c., centre; R. c, right of centre; l. c, left of centre ; d. f^ door 'in the 
flat or scene running across the back of the stage; r. f.. right side of the 
flat; L. F., left side of the flat; r. d., right door; l. d., left door- i e 
hrst entrance; 2 e., second entrance; u. e., upper entrance ; i, 2 or t, g' 
first, second or third grooves- up stage, toward the back; down stage' 
toward the footlights. , i^uwjn siaoe, 

R- R-C. C. L.C. L. 

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ALL THAT GLITTERS IS NOT GOLD. 



ACT I. 



Scene— i¥a// tn Jasper Plum's House at Bristol; wide entrance 
aoor, \..,tnfiat, showing a portion of the interior of the Factory • 
large window, R.. in flat, showing exterior of Factory &'c '• 
entrance, R. u. e., leading to ]xsy'Kk's Apartments; table at back 
and cheval glass ; four chairs. 

Jasper Plum, Harris, and Servants discovered. 

Jas. Well Harris, are you nearly ready? Is everythine in a 
state of suitable splendor? cvciyuung in a 

Har. E'es, Maister Plum. 

Jas. Harris, if you could contrive to drop •< E'es, Maister Plum " 
Mr Plum"^ " ' ^'''^'' ^^""''" y^" ^°"^^ ^^^y "^"^h oblige 

Har. E'es, Maister Plum. 

Jas. Thank you, Harris. Now begone all of you, and mind 
rTe it'e't ^^^\ Leatherbridge with all the elegant ceremonial 
1 ve been trymg to mstill mto your thick Somersetshire heads for 
the last seven weeks— Silence, above all things 

All. E'es, Maister Plum. 

(Exeunt Servants a^oT Harris, r. 
u. E., Work-people, l. e., in flat) 
Jas At length the great, the happy day is arrived ; this very 

f^ST^.^U- ""Z ^''i'r\ ^'"'^"^ ""''^^'^ ^^^ husband of Se 
Lady Valeria Westendle.gh. the real daughter of a real Earl ' 
wuhout a penny, to be sure, but with the reversion of a title to her 

am nroh H TJ' l^'^'l ^'"™' ^'^ '^^^^ ^^ '^^ ^°-e of Plum 
an probably destined to be the grandfather of a peer of the realm ' 
What a glorious wind-up to forty years' cotton spinning !_past ten 



8 ALL THAT GLITTERS IS NOT GOLD. 

I declare, and Frederick William not returned ! and that precious 
brother of his, Stephen, the eldest born of the house of Plum — I'll 
be bound the idle dog's hard at work still. 

Stephen, [without L.) That'll do, lads— that'll do! 

Jas. Here he comes. 

Enter Stephen, l. e. ,fiat, in his working dress, patches of raw 

cotton sticking to his clothes, hair, Sr'c. ; he turns R., and speaks 

off. 

Ste. No more work to-day — a holiday and a crown a head to 
drink happiness to the bride and bridegroom — health to Jasper 
Plum, and long life to the cotton mill. 

(Workmen shout " Hurrah ! " behind"^ 

Jas. Now, there's a nice looking young man for a weddmg 
party ! 

Ste. (l.) Ah, dad — how are you, dad? 

Jas. (r.) Not dressed yet? what are you thinking of, you idle 
dog? 

Ste. Idle ! excuse me, dad, I was at work afore daylight. 

Jas. Work ! daylight ! what have you to do with daylight such 
a day as this ? Don't you know that Lady Leatherbridge, and her 
niece, -Lady Valeria, will be here presently ? Go to that glass, sir, 
gaze upon that coat, waistcoat and trousers, including boots and 
sparrow bills, and then tell me, is that figure Stephen Phim : or a 
" -nmon cotton spinner out of the hundreds in his employ ? 

Ste. Well, and what's Stephen Plum, after all's said and done 
but a common spinner, too? a common spinner growed rich, like 
his father before him ? Wasn't his father, bless the old face of 
him, wasn't he a common spinner, too? — no, he wasn't, Jasper 
Plum was no common spinner— he was one in a thousand, he was ! 
Lord, Lord, didn't he use to make the bobbins fly, and didn't he 
card and comb till his face was as shiny red as a bran new penny 
bit! [sighing) Ah! dad, you was something like a man then, you 
was ! 

Jas. [smiling conceitedly) Well, I believe I was rather a good 
hand — but those mechanical times are gone — we are now gentle- 
men ! 

Ste. Speak for yourself, dad — I'm no gentleman. I was, and 
am, and always shall be, a cotton spinner — now, don't be unrea- 
sonable, dad! haven't you made brother Freddy a gentleman? 
Surely, one gentleman in a family's quite enough. 

Jas. Yes, Frederick William's a pretty fellow — a very pretty 
fellow. 

Ste. Freddy's been wound ona different bobbin to me — Freddy's 
been to Oxford College, and larnt no end of laming- — and Freddy's 
been to Lunnon, and seen no end of Lunnon life. 

Jas. And if you hadn't preferred living like a bear, you might 



ALL THAT GLITTERS IS NOT GOLD. 9 

have accompanied him, and seen how all the mothers, who had 
daughters to marry, tried to get him to marry their daughters ; 
even the head of the illustrious house of Leatherbridge graciously 
condescended to accept his proposals for her niece. Lady Valeria 
Westendleigh ; the whole affair was moved, debated, and carried 
in a week; only it was arranged that the wedding should take 
place here at Bristol during the family's visit to Clifton, to avoid 
what we call eclat! Eclat sir ! {dignified) 

Ste. Well, I don't wonder at Freddy ; Freddy's a handsome 
chap, and a thorough good fellow ; and Jasper Plum's the warm- 
est man in our parts, and can put 100,000 yellow boys into 
Freddy's breeches pocket. 

Jas. Yellow boys! breeches pocket! Stephen Plum, I hope you 
don't mean to discharge such fearful expressions in the hearing of 
Lady Leatherbridge. 

Ste. Bless you, no ; before them female nobs my grammar 11 
be as right as a trivet. 

Jas. Female nobs!— right as a trivet! Stephen, Stephen, the 
sad truth is, you've got no elevation of soul! look at your asso- 
ciates— that familiar, illiterate fellow, Toby Twinkle, in particular. 
Ste. Don't abuse Toby, dad ; why, he's the life and soul of the 
mill— we should all go to sleep if it wasn't for Toby Twmkle ; 
besides, he'd lay down his life a dozen times over to serve me, I 
know he would. 

Jas. That's very attentive of Mr. Twinkle, very; but though 
you may be very great cronies in the mill, you might drop his 
acquaintance <7m/ of it. 

Ste. What, cut Toby Twinkle ; why the poor fellow would break 
his heart ! No, no, my friendship is no respecter of places— ;« the 
mill and out of it— alone or afore company I'll take Toby by the 
hand, for I love him, dad, almost as much as I love my own 
brother. 

Jas. Ah, Stephen Plum, you'll live and die m cotton. 
Ste. I hope so ; 1 mean to stick to cotton as long as cotton sticks 
to me. 

Jas. {taking cotton off his coat) Cotton sticks to you too much, 
Stephen Plum— .j r ,, i. 

Ste. I wish you'd stick to cotton, dad ! and get nd of all these 
fine new silk and satin notions of yours. The idea of your idling 
away your time, studying parlez vou Fransy ! and then getting 
that whacking looking-glass, where I seed you making great ugly 
faces at yourself; don't say you didn't, 'cause Toby and I catched 
you at it t'other morning— how we did laugh, surely— ho — ho — ho ! 
Jas. What you are pleased to call great ugly faces, sir, were 
postures and smiles to receive my guests, and look at the result! 
—behold the transmogrified Jasper Plum !— passed into the state 
of butterfly out of the state of grub ! 



lO ALL THAT GLITTERS IS NOT GOLD. 

Ste. A butterfly, you? I say, dad, don't you feel a little stififish 
about the wings? — Ho — ho — butterfly and grub ! — Lord love you, 
if it pleases the old heart of ^o\i, you can turn and be a butterfly 
" botyi in a bower,'' but I mean to grub on as heaven made nie. 
{suddenly serious) Look you, dad, winter and summer, in work 
and out of work, I can manage to keep 500 cotton spinners — 
families and all, a matter of 2,000 poor creatures — and every man. 
woman, and child among 'em has helped to make us rich ; for my 
part, I can't lift a bit to my mouth, but I ask myself if any of 
their's be empty. No, no, I must live and die among 'em; but 
what need to X.t\\ you so? — don't they love you, and you love them 
as dear, as dear can be ? — bless your old heart, I know you do. 
[wipes his eyes) 

Jas. [aside and affected) The monster isn't quite a monster all 
over. 

Fred, (without, R. u. E.) Bring everything into the hall. 

Jas. Here's Frederick Wilham. 

Enter FREDERICK, R. u. E. 

Fred, (r.) Ah, father, good morning ! Another to you, Stephen ! 
[shaking hands heartily) 

Ste. (l.) Well, and another to you, Freddy. 

Jas. (r.) Frederick William, where have you been. Ah ! I see 
— presents for your lovely bride. 

Fred, (c.) Just received by the express train — a rather costly col- 
kction ! 

Jas. (r.) Quite right ! let the cost and the taste be worthy of the 
Plums ! 

Ste. To be sure. I say, Freddy, talking of the taste of the 
Plums, I hope there's a jolly plum-cake for the young lady. 

Jas. Silence, you sensualist ! 

Fred. You may depend on the quahty, father, everything was 
selected by my friend. Sir Arthur Lassell, whose exquisite ^^tf?//" is 
proverbial. 

Jas. (r.) His friendship, my dear boy, does you honor. 

Fred, (c.) To him I owe my success in London last winter — in 
short I am under infinite obligations to my friend Arthur. 

Ste. (l.) E'es, I'm told your/w«rt' Arthur helped you to get rid 
of £1 ,200 in a couple of months ! 1 call that doing the tidy, dad ! 

Jas. Doing the tidy ! — doing the noble, sir. Of course Sir 
Arthur will be here to add lustre to your wedding ? 

Fred. He tells me I may certainly depend on him. 

Enter Harris, r. u. e. 

Har, Here be Maister Totherside, the lawyer, from Lunnon, says 
he wants to see Maister Plum partickler. 



ALL THAT GLITTERS IS NOT GOLD. II 

Jas. Bring him to my study, you Hottentot ! 

(exit Harris, r.) 
Her ladyship's attorney! When I touch the bell, come to us, 
Frederick William, to put the last stroke of the pen to the jointure ; 
meanwhile, do endeavor to give that unfortunate brother of yours 
some idea how to behave comme ilfauiheiort the \did\e:s— [solemnly 
to Stephen) Comme ilfaut, sir ! (exit, R. u. E.) 

Ste. Well, Freddy, and so I'm going to see your high-born lady 
at last, eh ? Do you Icnow I feel in a bit of a twitteration ? 

Fred, (r.) There is no need for it, Stephen — Valeria is as amia- 
ble as she is beautiful. I may well be vain of her partiality — I, 
who have nothing but fortune to offer her. 

Ste. Then I should say you are well matched, for I'm told she 
have got nothing but title to o^&r you! 

Fred. But think how title helps fortune to move on in life ! 

Ste. No doubt on't ; but it do seem to me that without fortune, 
title can't move on at all. 

Fred. But title commands fortune, by extending connection ; for 
instance, my friend Sir Arthur, has already hinted at the possi- 
bility of my obtaining some diplomatic appointment at a foreign 
court^I own the prospect warms me — 

Ste. Well, there be no accounting for tastes ; as for me, give me 
a cottage and a sanded floor in Old England afore all the foreign 
courts in the world. 

Fred. Ha, ha ! now, my dear Stephen, you must be influenced 
by the great change in our family position ; you will, I'm sure, for- 
sake these habits of life — leave off personal labor — receive com- 
pany — see the world — and some day or other who knows but you 
may marry as advantageously as I ? 

Ste. Who? — me ! — you be joking. 

Fred. Far from it. Think of a wife with a title and a coat of 
arms 

Ste. Well, if you will have me talk serious, I must tell you 
Freddy, I want no title with a wife but the title of a fond and faith- 
ful woman ; and to get such a one, I could manage to do without 
a coat of arms — or without arms to my coat for the matter of that. 

Fred. By-the-bye, Stephen, I hope the whispers I hear among 
the factory people are untrue. 

Ste. What d'ye mean? What whispers? 

Fred. That there is a certain black-eyed girl amongst them — 
and that you spoil many a reel of cotton by looking at her eyes 
instead of your bobbins. 

Ste. What need of whispering that ? Martha Gibbs is the sort 
of girl any man might look at. 

Fred. I've noticed her — a clever handsome young creature, evi- 
dently full of savoirfaire and a perfect knowledge of the game. 

Ste. Full of what, brother? She's a perfect knowledge of the 



12 ALL THAT GLITTERS IS NOT GOLD. 

game of cotton-spinning ; and whatever that outlandish word may 
mean, let me tell you she's full of just that kind of stuff, that every 
man loves in his own sister, and honors in his own mother. 

Fred. Serious, I declare ! serious faith in the virtue of a factory 
girl! 

Ste. Yes, brother, serious faith in the virtue of a factory girl. 
They may talk about discovering this, and discovering that — but 
take my word for it, we ain't made no discovery yet like finding 
that poverty and virtue can walk to their humble grave hand-in- 
hand together. Such a girl is Martha Gibbs — oh ! I've had proof 
certain of that. 

Fred. What? 

Ste. That's a secret, Freddy, {looking around) But if I tell it 
you, will you keep it like honor bright? 

Fred. I pledge to you my own. 

Ste. Then listen. For some time gone — months now — Martha 
Gibbs has somehow run a good deal in my head, but bless you, I 
took care never to let it out. Well, Martha's an orphan, poor 
thing, and ain't got one friend in all Bristol ; so dad gave Martha 
a room in the mill to live in— just like dad, that was — well, going 
my rounds at night, to see lights out and all snug in the mill, I 
used to see a candle night after night in Martha's room long after 
regulation hours ; this surprised me, this did — so at last I thought 
of getting a-top of the opposite wing of the mill, just above her 
window. Well, up I get — in I look — and there I see — {loud) 
what d'ye think? 

Fred. How should I know ? 

Ste. There I see her hard at work at — {loud) what d'ye think? 

Fred. How should I know ? 

Ste. Hard at work, writing in a book afore her — presently up 
she gets — puts her scribbling things away in her box — locks it — 
slips behind her curtain, and then — {ptiffs) all dark ! Next night, 
the same — next night, next night, and every night, ditto, ditto, 
ditto- 
Fred. Very strange— perhaps correspondence with a lover. 

Ste. The very thing I feared — I couldn't eat, drink, or sleep for 
it — I couldn't live without knowing the truth; so yesterday, while 
she was at work in the mill, I opened her door with my ring key 
— her book was on the table — I opened it, and there I read — {loud) 
what d'ye think? 

Fred. How should I know ? 

{confused noise of voices outside, L.) 

Ste. Hush ! I hear her — 1 know her voice within a mile — I'll tell 
you all by and by {bell rim^s, R.) 

Fred. My father's bell — I must leave you. Pray lose no time, 
my dear Stephen— and for my sake throw a little more care into 



ALL THAT GLITTERS IS NOT GOLD. 13 

your dress to-day ; I wish to present you to my bride, as much a 
gentleman in aspect as you are in heart and soul. 

(Exit R. u. E. — noise of voices again) 
Ste. Martha's voice again and Toby's too — and both flinging 
along this way ! Why, what's the matter? 

Enter Martha, l. d. f., hurriedly, followed by Toby, who enters 
with his back to the audience, sparring aud hitting out violently 
with both hands. 

Toby, (l.) Come on! one at a time, or all at once — it's the 
same to me — ugh ! cowards ! 

Ste. (r.) Why, Martha, what's the meaning of all this? 

Mar. (c, walking to and fro) I can't speak — I refer you to Mr. 
Twinkle, sir. {retires up, C.) 

Toby, {turning and showing his nose bloody) And Mr. Twinkle 
refers you to his nose, sir. 

Ste. {crosses to Toby) I heard angry words — something un- 
pleasant has happened in the mill ? 

Toby. Yes, I got my nose broken in the mill, {sparring again) 

Mar. {coming down, R.) To be insulted like this ! I could cry — 
but I won't. Oh, I wish I was a man ! {crosses to C.) 

Toby. So do I — if it was only for five minutes — ^just for the sake 
of seeing you give them one for their nobs all around. 

Ste. (R.) Insulted! You Martha? 

Mar. (c, suddenly) Mr. Stephen Plum, I'd be obliged to you if 
you'd pay me my wages and let me leave the factory this very day 
— {as if relieved) there ! 

Toby, (l., imitating) There. 

Ste. (r. ) Leave the factory? you, Martha? No, no. 

Mar. (C.) You can't stop me — you have no claim on me. 

Ste. No claim, Martha, but the claim of wishing to be a friend 
to you — that's all, Martha. Have you any thing to complain of 
against me ? 

Mar. No, indeed no ; you have been a kind master — but that 
makes no difference. I want to go away — I will go away, sir. 

Ste. But why ? — why, Martha? What have they done to you, 
and who has done it? 

Mar. Nobody has done it — everybody has done it — except 
Toby. {taking Towi's hand kindly) 

Toby. You hear? — "except Toby." You'll be good enough 
to bear that important fact in mind — "except Toby." 

Ste. Nobody, everybody ! What do you mean ? Now do tell 
me, there's a dear — I mean there's a good girl — if you've got the 
smallest bit of regard for me. 

Mar. But I havn' t the smallest bit of regard for you, and so I 
told them all— didn't I, Toby? 



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ALL THAT GLITTERS IS NOT GOLD. 



Toby. That you certainly did. [to Stephen) I'll do her justice 
to say she emphatically told them all, individually and collectively, 
that she didn't care that about you. {snapping his fingers) ^ 

Ste. You will drive me crazy between you presently. It's clear, 
Martha, you've been insulted in the factory — only let me get in 
among 'em ! 

Toby. Oh, I've been in among 'em already. I didn't stop to 
count how many I had killed, because when I got this crack on 
my nose, it suddenly occurred to me that I'd had enough of it! 
(Stephen indicates that he will punish them) 
Mar. Besides, sir, that would only make 'em worse. No, if you 
must know, you shall hear it all from me — at least I'll /ry and tell 
you. Well then, ever since this marriage of Mr. Frederick's has 
been talked about, there's been a dead set made at me. "Oh, 
oh!" says one ; "Mr. Frederick's going to be married, eh?" — 
"So's Mr. Stephen too," says another; "and then what will 
become o{ somebody not far off, that's been fool enough to listen to 
him?" says a third — and then they all look at ;w, and look in 
such a way — don't they, Toby ? 

Toby. Yes— this sort of thing, (leering) There's old Sarah 
White in particular. Sarah's only got one eye, and that squints — 
so you may imagine the peculiar expression that Sarah throws into 
that one eyer! 

Mar. I couldn't bear it. "What do you mean?" I said — 
" What's Mr. Stephen to me? I don't care for Mr. Stephen " — I 
don t care for you, Mr. Stephen, do I i" — "and Mr. Stephen don't 
care for me." You don't do you ? 

Ste. {bothe}-ed) Why 

Mar. To be sure, now and then, when I've been dressed in my 
best, you've told me I was a smart girl, or something of that sort, 
just in your good tempered way ; but as for thinking twice of a 
poor girl like me — you don't, do you? [loud) Why don't you say 
no ? 

Ste. [bothered) Why, Martha 

Mar. I see you don't, and I told 'em so— didn't I Toby? 
Toby. You did. 

Mar. And then they were cruel enough to say I was nothing but 
— I cant — I tuontitW you that. 

Ste. [furious) I know what they said— they said 

Mar. [stopping him) You do ;w/ know what they said because — 
you cojtldn t repeat it. 

Ste. The foul-mouthed villains ! 

Toby. Cold blooded ruffians— old Sarah White in particular. 
Mar. I shall leave the mill with a full heart — a very full heart. 
I thank you for all your goodness to me, Mr. Stephen— but it's my 
duty to go, and go I will. 

Ste, No, don't say so, Martha. Do you think I'll let you go — 



ALL THAT GLITTERS IS NOT GOLD. 15 

a first-rate spinner like you? Besides don't I know? haven't I 
read 

Mar. Read ! what have you read ? 

Ste. Why — I've read — your character, to be sure : that's all, 
Martha. And now, at any rate, say you'll stop at the mill till to- 
morrow. 

Mar. Well, I'm sure I wouldn't, if I could help it, disturb a 
happy day like this ; besides, I long to see the Lady Valeria, whom 
I once knew so well, and haven't met for so long. 

Ste. Yoit knowed her ladyship, Lady Valeria ? 

Mar. We once lived and loved like sisters ; my poor father was 
one of the late Earl's gamekeepers 

Toby. A gamekeeper? Do you know I never see a gamekeeper 
with his gun and his double-barrelled dog, that I don't envy him? 

Mar. He died by the shot of a poacher — 

Toby. Oh, that alters the case materially. [retires up, L.) 

Mar. Lady Westendleigh took my mother and me to the hall, 
fed, clothed, educated me, and made me Lady Valeria's playfel- 
low — Oh, that I could live or die to show my love and gratitude 
for that woman ! but she died young — my poor mother soon fol- 
lowed her — the Earl took his daughter to London, and I went out 
to factory work — [bell rings, R.) — your father's bell! good day Mr. 
Stephen. 

Ste. Good day, Martha. I say, Martha, we may as well shake 
hands, no great harm in that — [takes her hand) — that's as it should 
be. Don't forget — no going away Martha; — what should I do with- 
out you ?— I mean, what would you do without me ? — no, I mean 
what should we do without each other? — no, no — I don't know 
what I mean — but I shall know afore to-morrow, and so shall you. 
Good bye, Martha — why, I don't believe we shook hands, after 
all. 

Mar. I don't think we did, sir. 

Ste. I'm sure we didn't [shaking her hand again) There, God 
bless thee ! 

[She walks slowly to L. E., turns ; their 
eyes meet, and she exits rapidly, L. E. ) 
Lord, Lord, how I do love that girl ! — and now Toby, tell me, have 
you done as I told you — have you watched her narrowly ? Do 
you think Martha cares for me ? 

Toby, (r.) Well, the result of my observation hitherto induces 
me to assert, without the fear of contradiction, that I havn't come 
to any decided opinion upon the subject whatever. 

Ste. (l.) You don't think — she — loves another? 

Toby. I'm sure she don't, except mc ; and, of course, no woman 
can see so useful and ornamental an article as a nose disfigured in 
her defence, as mine has been, without feeling an intense interest 
in the man whose property that nose is. 



l6 ALL THAT GLITTERS IS NOT GOLD. 

Ste. Pshaw! — I'd give — I don't know what, to know if Martha 
cares for me — 

Toby, {suddenly) Then I'll tell you, and not only that, but I'll 
tell you'if you'll be married — whert you'll be married— 2f//^r^ you'll 
be married — how many children you'll have — how many boys, 
how many girls — in short, all about you for as many years to come 
as you think proper to mention. 

Ste. Ha ! ha ! I forgot, Toby, that you call yourself a bit of a 
conjuror. 

Toby. You may laugh, Mr. Stephen, but I have an inward con- 
viction that in taking to cotton spinning I mistook my calling, and 
that I was born to be a necromancer. 

Ste. Ah, just because you went and see'd some conjuring chap 
at the playhouse six months ago — 

Toby. Conjuring chap ! don't speak in that disrespectful way of 
the wizard Jacobs, if you love me ! Ah, that Jacobs ! I doat upon 
that Jacobs! the style in which he smashed people's watches, and 
changed silver pencil-cases into guinea-pigs ! and then to see him 
lay eggs ! — I shall never forget his laying eggs ! I could think of 
nothing else — it quite haunted me — in short, I did nothing but lay 
eggs all night long for weeks and weeks together — from that mo- 
ment I fancied myself a wizard — 

Ste. Ha! ha! and you're really silly enough to fancy that you 
can foretell — 

Toby. Anything and everything ; consequently, when anybody 
wishes to know anything, I say to him, as I do to you. Take a 
card ! — [ pre seyiting pack) 

Ste. Pshaw ! my mind's made up, I can't live w^ithout Martha ; 
and here comes dad ; so I'll strike while the iron's hot! 

[retires up, L.) 

Enter Jasper, r. u. e. 

Jas. (r.) All's done — the papers are signed— the factory folks 
are perfect in their parts oiif of doors — the servants are perfect in 
their parts in doors — I flatter myself the Plums will come out 
rather strong to meet the Leatherbridges — {seeing'Yo'&\) — Holloa! 
and pray, sir, what do you want here ? 

Toby, (l.) Do you particularly wish to know ? 

Jas. I do. 

Toby. Then take a card, [presents pack — Jasper drives him to 
L., he goes out, L. E. in flat) 

Ste. [comins; dmvn, L. — aside) Now for it — [plaintively) — Dad ! 

Jas. (r.) You still here, and not dressed yet! Stephen, Stephen, 
is it your wish to drive me crazy ? 

Ste. I'll do that or anything else to make myself agreeable to 
dad, because I want dad to make himself agreeable to me ; I want 
to tell dad a secret — I'm in love 



ALL THAT GLITTERS IS NOT GOLD. 1/ 

Jas. In what? 

Ste. In love! and I don't mind to tell you awi^/Z^^r secret — it's 
with a woman ! 

Jas. In love with a woman ! 

Ste, Yes, and now you're in for it, I'll tell you a third secret — I 
want to marry her off-hand directly. 

Jas. The boy's mad! — his brother's marriage has got into his 
head and turned it ! — you marry ? and marry a woman, too ? — 
what next, I wonder? 

Ste. Don't be angry, dad, I only want a wife of my own, hke 
my father before me : so you'd very much oblige me if you'd just 
name the time and keep it. 

Jas. (r.) Indeed! before I name the ittne, sir, perhaps you'll 
condescend to name the woman. 

Ste. (l.) Ah! now comes the squeedge ! I say, dad, you see 
that hook atop of the ceihng — that's just where you'll jump to, 
when you hear who 'tis. Well, then, the woman I love, and want 
to marry is — Martha Gibbs. Now, don't jump ! {holding ]xsvkk 
down) 

Jas. Martha Gibbs — ha, ha, ha, — come, I like this — there's some 
character about such damnable audacity — it tickles one to have 
one's hair stand on end! — Degenerate offspring, do you want to 
be the death of the house of Plum ? 

Ste. Quite t'other thing, dad ; I shouldn't wonder if I put a deal 
of new life into the house of Plum. 

Jas. And do you think I'll ever sanction such an alliance for a 
son of mine ? Never, never ! The voice of all your ancestors 
exclaims. Never! never! 

Ste. Then I wish my ancestors would just speak when they're 
spoke to. 

Jas. Reflect, rash youth, what was this creature, Martha ? a beg- 
gar asking charity. 

Ste. No, she asked for wages, and paid you with hard work. 

Jas. And who was she ? 1 ask for her ancestry ; she never had 
any ; I ask for her parents ; I don't believe she ever had any. 

Ste. Never had a father and mother ? Then warn't she a clever 
girl to manage to do without? — ho, ho, ho! 

Jas. Reflect like a man, sir, and don't laugh like a horse. I'll 
turn that intriguing hussy, Martha Gibbs, out of the house this 
very day. 

Ste. [agitated) Stop, dad, you don't — you can't mean that? 

Jas. I do mean that, and I'll do it. 

Ste. {sorrowfully) No, you won't; you may save yourself the 
trouble noiv, and the pain afterwards. Martha has given notice, 
she means to quit the factory to-morrow morning. 

Jas. A pleasant journey to her ! 



1 8 ALL THAT GLITTERS IS NOT GOLD. 

Ste. {assuming a tone of determination) I hope so, 'cause I eo 
along with her. ^ 

Jas, What did you say, sir ? 

Ste. I go along with her. 

Jas. You, Stephen— go and leave— Oh, Stephen! {affected) 

Ste. Perhaps it's best it should be so ; long's the day I've seen 
my father and brother are ashamed of me. 

Jas. Stephen Plum! {reproachfully) 

Ste. And you d have me marry a fine lady who'd be ashamed 
of me, too; but I won't— so if you won't have us near you why 
Martha and I must love you far away, and so shall our children- 
far away — 

Jas. {affected) Well, I'll reflect— let me have time to reflect. 

Ste. That's but fair ; I'll give you lots of time. 
Jas. {aside) That's a comfort ! 

Ste. {looking at watch) I'll give you five-and-twenty minutes. 
Jas. Eh ? 

Ste. Well, I don't mind making it half an hour ; now mind, in 
thirty minutes I'll return for your yes or no. If it's " No " I must 
pack up my carpet bag, 'cause I can't go into the wide world with- 
out a change of linen — 

Jas. 1 shall run distracted {shouts without, R. u. E.) Ah those 
shouts ; their ladyships at last ! Now, Stephen Plum, if you've any 
hngering love for your half-expiring father, mind your manners • 
say as little as possible ; and above all, go and put on your new 
clothes: don't let the ladies see you in undress, {runs out at yl u 
E.) 

Ste. Let the ladies see me undressed.? I don't mean to. 

{shouts without, r. u. e.) 
Enter the Factory Workmen, with Toby at their head, all with 
large wedding favors, L. E. ; Lady Leatherbridge, escorted 
with im>nense formality by] \^vis.K, then Frederick rt«r/ Lady 
Valeria ; Servants in rich liveries preceding, R. u, e, ; Stephen 
hides amongst the Workmen l. 

Ste. (L. aside to Toby) I say, Toby, just look at dad ; ain't he 
domg the polite to the old lady ? 

Jas. My august Lady Leatherbridge— my lovely Lady Valeria 
— I can only say — that is— I 

Ste. I say, Toby, there's dad stuck fast already. 

Fred. (r. c.) My dear Valeria, how can I express my thanks to 
you for waiving form, and consenting to proceed to church from 
my father s factory ? 

Val. (L. E.) Indeed, Frederick, no trace of a factory is percepti- 
ble ; every object around blends costliness and taste. (Jasper 
bows to the ground ; Fred, and Y hi., cross to r., at back). 



ALL THAT GLITTERS IS NOT GOLD. 19 

Lady L, {crosses to c.) Oh, quite so, and then I quite long to see 
your people at work, it must be quite a curiosity to see people work, 
especially when one has never done anything in the world one's 
self. 

Ste. {aside) D'ye hear that, Toby ? Neverdid anything in the 
world herself? 

Toby. (L.) I wonder how she set about it. 

Fred. (r. ) Your ladyship will gratify our workmen by your con- 
descension ; they have decorated the factory in expectation of 
your visit. 

Lady L. (c.) Well, that's very civil of them ; I should like to 
reward them ; to distribute some beer, some cheese, and some 
bread among them, and then I should like to have them scramble 
for some copper coin ; I wish to make a suitable return for the 
pretty feeling they've got up ! 

Ste. (l.) Feehng they've got up! I can't stand the like of 
that ! back me up, Toby. 

Toby. (L.) I will. 

Ste. (l., advancing, with lo^Y close to him) You'll excuse me, 
my Lady — 

Toby. Yes, you'll excuse us, my Lady Leather — {aside to 
Stephen) — What's her name ? Leatherbreech ? 

Ste, Ho, ho, ho. 

Jas. (l. c, aside to him) Stop that infernal laugh — 

Toby, {aside to Stephen) 1 say, if his lordship was hke her 
ladyship, Vv^hata funny old pair of Leatherbreeches they must have 
made between them. 

Jas. (l. c.) Now, Stephen, if you must speak to her ladyship 
try and speak like a gentleman ! 

Ste. {crosses to c.) I will. (/^jLadyL.) Excuse me, ma'am, but in 
these parts it's our way to pay working folks for work, and not for 
feeling; but seeing you never did nothing in the world yourself, 
we compute it to your ignorance, ma'am ! 

Lady L. (r. c, looking at him throusrh her eye-^lass) Who is 
that? What is that? 

Jas. (r. c.) What is it — why — {turning Stephen o7Jer to l.) — 
it's a sort of— but your ladyship needn't'mind what it is. 

Fred, {crosses to L. c, taking Spephen by the hand) This, 
madam, is my father's eldest son, my dear brother, Stephen. 

Toby. (L.) Yes, my lady, these are the two chickens, and that's 
the old cock. 

{pointing to Jasper, who indignantly silences him) 

Lady L. (l. C.) That a brother of yours,' Frederick? the infor- 
mation was needed ; 1 should never have guessed it. 

Fred. (l. c.) Yes, madam, and a brother I am proud to own ; 
his industry and talent have doubled the productiveness of this 
large establishment, and if our workmen are the best in the coun- 



20 ALL THAT GLITTERS IS NOT GOLD. 

try, it is because they work to show their love for Stephen Plum ! 
{placing his hand on Stephen' s shoulder) 
Toby. (L., enthusiastically) Three cheers for Stephen Plum! 

^ [cheers) 

Jas. [crosses to -L., at back) I must get rid of this fellow. [aloucT) 
Here, Toby, go into the refreshment room and see if everything is j 
ready, [driving him to K. v. -E.) , t • i 

Lady L. Do, it will be an occupation, at any rate ; and I require .^ 
a little amusement. 

Toby, [coming dawn) You do? then I flatter myself lean accom- 
modate you ! [taking pack out of his pocket, and presenting it to 
Lady L.) Take a card! , . ^ x 

(Jasper drives htm off, R. H. ) 
Martha. (L., who has mX&x^d. a short time before, and has joined the 
factory people, approaching and looking at Valeria) Yes! 'tis she! 
and how beautiful she's grown ! 

Ste. (l. seeing her) Ah, Martha ! come here and have a talk 
with your old friends. 

Mar. Oh no, Mr. Stephen, I dare not. , .,. 

Jas (C. in a threatening tone.) No. you d better not. [aside). 
Now,^ then, to astonish the house of Leatherbridge. [aloud) Fred- 
erick Wilham, isn't your friend the baronet arrived? 

Lady L. [coming to L. C.) The baronet? Wliat baronet? 
Jas. An illustrious friend of Frederick William's who has prom- 
ised to grace his nuptials ! • , • r 

Lady L. (l. c.) A man of family ! we 11 await him, of course ; 
meanwhile we'll accept your arm, Plum, to the refreshments- 
come, Valeria. t r .,, r i, * 1 

Val. (r., crossing to back) Nay, aunt, I prefer the refreshment 
of a little repose ; I will await your return here, [takes off her bon- 
net and retires up R., MARTHA advances to receive it) What do I - 
see'^ is it possible? yes, it is Martha Gibbs— my friend and play- ■ 
fellow, dear Martha ! [bringing Martha down, l. ) 

Lady L. And pray who is Martha ? and who is Gibbs ? 
Jas. (R., /ryzwF /^w/^^f//) Nobody whatever— ^ ,, ^ . 
Ste. There you're wrong dad— Gibbs is Martha, and Martha is ^ 

Gibbs. , ^ ^ 1 i.\ 

(Stephen retires up\^., and crosses to R., at back) 
Val. (L., to Lady L.) The child of the poor woman your lady- 
ship has so often heard me speak of. 

Mar (L ) Yes! [to Lady V.) The poor woman whom your ; 
mother sheltered and relieved— the poor child, fed. clothed, and ■ 
educated by your bounty— oh, how happy I am that you have not ' 
forgotten me ! ^ ,, , 

Val. I am glad to find that you have not forgotten ;;/£', Martha- 
Mar. No— one may forget the good one does, but not the good 



ALL THAT GLITTERS IS NOT GOLD. 21 

that's done to us — oh, no ! Forgive me if I weep — my heart's so 
full ! 

Ste. {aside) Poor tender-hearted lamb ! 

Jas. (r. C, aside) The sly young crocodile ! 

Lady L. (l. c.) Now you mention it, I have a sort of recollec- 
tion about somebody, or something or other, but my nerves won't 
bear anything like sentiment ; there is nothing in the world so un- 
wholesome as sensibility— so once more, Plum, your arm to the 
refreshments. 

Enter ToBY, R. U. E. 

Toby. The eatables and drinkables are ready ; there's lots of 
"em, and what's more, they're as good as they look ! 1 happen to 
know it, because I've tasted 'em all ! 

Ste. (r., aside to Jasper) Recollect, dad, about Martha; you've 
only got ten minutes left. 

Jas. Begone, Sirrah — begone to your toilette. Allez vous en 
to your new clothes, [to servants) Lead the way to the refectory — 
Madam, the honor — [hands Lady L. out at R. u, E., Workmen 
shout, a;zrt^ exeunt at L. E. in flat) 

Ste. (r., aside) I say Freddy, you know silk from worsted, 
you do. [hoking at Y Pi.\.KKiK) Ecod, if you don't mind my having 
a buss at her, bless you, / don't. 

Fred, (r.) Hush! the moment she's mine you shaU. Dear 
Valeria, let me prevail on you to take refreshments. 
totSte. Yes do, ma'am — just a mouthful of something and a glass 

f ale 

forVal. (l. c.) Thank you, gentlemen ; but do not think me rude 

I prefer to be left alone with my old playfellow, Martha. 

.Ste. (r. ) You can't do better, ma'am — a chat with Martha will 
1 rat your heart good. Come, Freddy, do you go and learn the 
I doarriage Service out of the book ; and I — yes, I'll go and put on 
i y new clothes. Come along, Toby. 

(Exit with Toby, l. e. in flat; Fred, kisses 
se Valeria's hand and goes out, R. u. e. 

Mar. (l.) How long it seems since we parted. Lady Valeria! 
ctnd to think that I should live to see you once more, and see you 
on your wedding morning ! In a few minutes you will be the 
happy wife of an amiable and handsome bridegroom — for you 
know he is very handsome. 

Val. (r., coldly) I really have thought very little on the subject. 
My aunt told me I was poor — that Mr. Frederick Plum was rich 
— that the marriage would revive the fortune of our house^that I 
ought not to hesitate — therefore I did not, and in less than a week 
the marriage was negotiated. 

Mar. I must say, a week's acquaintance seems to me rather 
short. 



22 ALL THAT GLITTERS IS NOT GOLD. 

Val. Ah, Martha, the formula of life, which girls of rank go 
through, should be better known : at a given birthday the school 
girl lays aside her books, to go into the world — there she soon 
meets a man, who seems to realize those visions of perfection we ; 
all of us indulge — she loves ; but only to be told that the omnipo- ( 
tent voice of circumstances forbids the indulgence of her affec- ;; 
tion ; another bridegroom is presented — in the wide world she has ; 
not one sympathetic bosom to confide in and weep upon — in mere ) 
despair she throws herself on his. This is the history of many a ■ 
happy bride, that poverty envies, but should hug its rags for not 
resembling ! 

Mar. Why, Lady Valeria, what words i and what a tone ! You 
are agitated — and I declare, a tear ! [low to her) I am afraid 
there's some sad secret. 

Val. No, no ! 'twas but the dream of an hour — the very recol- 
lection's gone — I must think, I w?// think no more of him. 

Mar. Of him? of whom? [anxiously) 

Val. Of no one — I am the bride of Frederick, and as you say, 
I am happy, very happy— ha, ha ! 

Mar, [aside) She frightens me — 'tis plain she loves another. 

Val. Forgive me, Martha, 1 am grown so selfish! I talk of my J 
own happiness, and have not even asked how I can add to yours \ 
— you. who have been thrust into the world without a mother's 
help, without a mother's counsel ^ 

Mar. No, not without her counsel ; for the very words my poor/ 
dying mother said to me, are as fresh in my heart, as if I heard/ 
them now : and do you know, [low) I've found out a way to livie 
after them. \ 

Val. A way to live after a dying mother's counsel? Oh, teill 
me, tell me how ? | 

Mar. Well, \.o you, only to you. Well then, every night in miy 
bedroom, I write down in a little book everything I can remembeW 
of what I've said, done, and thought all day — good, bad, oir 
indifferent, down it goes in my diary ; and when I've made |i 
clean breast of it why then I say my prayers. j 

Val. Indeed ! I 

Mar. Next morning, the first thing on waking, I read what f - 
confessed the night before ; for example now, once I was what 
you ladies call a flirting girl ; at first I wouldn't write it down ; but - 
one day it led me to do a false and heartless thing — that very night 
down went the whole story in my little book ; next morning I 
didn't like to read it — but read it I did, again and again, day after 
day, and week after week, and at last when I caught myself watch- 
ing myself, afraid of having such another page as that to write and 
read, oh, then I knew I was cured : and so, I do believe, the poor • 
motherless, penniless, helpless factory girl has kept herself honest 
by keeping her diary honest too ! Oh, blessings on every school 



ALL THAT GLITTERS IS NOT GOLD. 23 

in every village of the land, and blessings on the simple words 
over the door, " Reading and Writing taught here ! " Forgive me, 
don't I talk more than should be? 

Val. No — and have you never been in love, Martha? 

Mar. O bless you, I don't say so. I don't pretend I've never 
looked and said "there I could be happy," but when I know I 
can't get there by the lawful high road, I just shut my eyes, or 
look another way. 

Val. I admire your courage, Martha, but you shall indulge your 
attachment, for henceforth it is under my protection ; your master, 
Mr. Stephen, seems the very soul of good nature; I'll speak to 
him about it. 

Mar. O, not for the world ; you don't know — 

Val. My aunt and the company are returning ; we will talk fur- 
ther to-morrow. 

Mar. {aside) To-morrow — alas ! I sliall be far away. 

Company return. Lady L., escorted by ]Pi.s,vz&. and Fred., 
R. u. E. ; Stephen and Toby come in l. e. in fiat, in 
full dress ; To BY bows all round. 

Fred. (r. C.) The hour come, and Sir Arthur not come; we 
must proceed without him. {to Toby) My good fellow, desire the 
carriages to be drawn up to the door immediately. 

Toby, (r.) I fly. {starts off ; suddenly stops) 

Fred. Well, why don't you go ? 

Toby. I have my reasons, {aside) I thought the trowsers were 
too tight when I put them on. {backs out at, R. u. E.) 

Ste. (l. c, aside to Jasper) Now, dad, you've had your good 
forty minutes ; come, your answer about Martha. 

Jas. (r.) What shall I say, unhappy old Plum that I am! 

Fred, [advancing] Father, the plan I suggested is the only 
rational way of proceeding ; I know Stephen's character, he will 
do what he threatens ; let me speak to him. 

Jas. Do so ; I give him up. {retires up, C.) 

Fred. (r. c.) Stephen, my father has told me all, and he con- 
sents to your marriage. 

Ste. (r.) Really — ^truly? 

Fred. On one condition. 

Ste. Let's have it. 

Fred. That you postpone it for three months, during which, 
Martha shall discontinue work and merely superintend the women ; 
she shall live with us as one of the family, and associate with our 
friends at home and abroad ; and if during that time her conduct 
prove irreproachable, and you persist in your determination, my 
father, I repeat, promises his consent. 

Ste. Your hand, Freddy, upon the bargain — there's mine. 

Fred. Meantime, he exacts secrecy — to Martha, above all. 



24 ALL THAT GLITTERS IS NOT GOLD. 

Ste. What, mayn't I just give her a httle bit of a hint, eh ? 
Fred, No. [retires up) 

Ste. Three months! Lord, Lord, don't I wish the time was 
come ! {go^t^ bell, R. H.) 

Jas. {to Fred.) Your noble friend, at last. 
Fred, [ruiining to window) Yes, 'tis he. 

Enter Servant, door, R. u. E. 

Ser. Sir Arthur Lassell ! 

Val. {\^., starting violently, aside.) Oh, heavens! 

Lady L. (aside.) Arthur, here — 

Enter Sir Arthur, r. u. e., and comes down, R. 

Val. [v.., aside) Yes, 'tis he! Oh, misery 1 

Mar. (l., watching her) Lady Valeria! why, what ails you? 

Val. (l,) Nothing — a little faint — keep near me, Martha — 

Fred. (r. ) My dear friend, heartily welcome! — we began to 
despair of seeing you — allow me to present my father — (Jasper 
bo^tus to the gromid : crosses to L.)— My bride — my Lady Leather- 
bridge (Sir Arthur crosses to l. c, and bows to all successively) — 
my brother — 

Toby, [who gives him a patronising nod) How are you? 

Lady L. (r. c.) Sir Arthur Lassell! can I believe my eyes? 

Jas. (r., to Sir Arthur.) What, you know the ladies, then ? 

Sir A. (l, c.) I have that honor — [bowing to Lady L. r. c.)— 
that unspeakable happiness — [bowing to Val., l., who starts vio- 
lently) 

Lady L. [aside) Be still, little fluttering heart, be still! 

Fred. 'Tis strange ! I was not aware of the acquaintance. 

Jas. (r., aside) Indeed! that, certainly, estrange. 

(Fred, retires up to window) 

Mar. [l.., struck by Vs.'Cs manner — aside) She grows worse and 
worse, and can scarcely stand as he approaches her — thismustbe, 
is the man she loved — I am afraid loves still — I cannot, will not 
leave her. 

Ste. [coming down, L., aside to Mar.) Well, Martha what say 
you now? You'll stay where you are, won't you ? 

Mar. [eagerly, a7td still watching Wal..) I will, I will — [aside) — to 
be near her in her 7ieedl 

Jas. [crossestoY'KEO., who comes down c) And now, my beloved 
boy, take your old father's blessing — [embraces him) — I've loved 
you Frederick, like my own life ; your wife will forgive a tear or 
two at parting [wipes his eyes ; church bells heaj-d at back R. ; Work- 
people ^7//^?/', L. e., in flat, and when Stephen (7WMartha exeunt, 
they pass across stage, looking out) Hark, the merry bells invite us ! 
My Lady Leatherbridge, the honor of your hand ; follow, Fred- 



ALL THAT GLITTERS IS NOT GOLD. 2$ 

erick, with your lovely bride. (Jasper andhADY L. exeunt af R, 
u. E. ; Fred. awaitsYKi^.,!.. who is apparently unconscious of what 
is passing; at last he passes to C. , and touches her hand : she shud- 
ders, and gives it ; Sir Arthur, k.; catches her eye, and bows; 
Fred, and Val. go out ; Stephen is about to follow them, when 
he turns and sees Sir Arthur looking at Martha, l., through his 
glass ; he runs back, puts Martha's arm in his, and runs gaily out 
with her at K. u. e. ; Sir Arthur, surprised at being thus left alone, 
turns and finds Toby close to him. ) 

Toby, {after a pause, takes pack of cards fromhis pocket, and pre- 
sents them /(? Sir Arthur) Take a card ! (Sir Arthur /«?(7/&j a^ 
him with astotishment, and exits, R. u. E., indignantly; Toby fol- 
lows ; Workpeople laugh— shouts outside, mingled with the bells) 

CURTAIN. 



ACT II. 



Scene — An Apartment brilliantly illuminated, large folding doors at 
C. , showing a suite of rooms beyond similarly illuminated ; large 
French [casement) window at R. 3 E. ; door, R. 2 e. ; doors i.. i 
E., L. 2 E., and L. 3 e. ; sofa, R. ; armchairs, &^c., table, with 
writing materials, L. 

Enter Jasper Plum, at C, in evening dress. 

Jas. Come, I flatter myself my first assembly opens with satis- 
factory eclat ; everything I see, everything I hear, everything I 
touch, everything I smell appears to me to have something distin- 
guishe' about it. What ho, there ! Ices for the ball- room ! 

Enter To BY at door, R. 2 E., with large tray full of ices ; he is in 
livery. 

Jas. {recognising him) Hollo ! how the devil, sir, did you get 
here? 

Toby. Why, being naturally anxious to witness the festivities on 
this occasion, and as you forgot to send me an invitation (no apolo- 
gies, 1 forgive you), I requested permission of your son Mr. Stephen 
Plum, to put on the livery of the Plums, {crosses to table L., and 
places tray on it) 

Jas. And pray sir, what is it you do? 

Toby. Why, I do the eating and drinking department; I chose 
it myself, because I felt competent to do the thing well. 



26 ALL THAT GLITTERS IS NOT GOLD. 

Jas. (r.) And pray, sir, is that all you do? 

Toby, (l.) No; sometimes I vary the monotony of the thing by 
asking people to take cards, or to let me show 'em a little con- 
juring. There's one trick, especially, that I'm very fond of doing. 
I borrow a gentleman's purse, brimful of money, and in an 
incrediby short space of time I return it to him perfectly empty ; 
and what's more, he never sees a farthing of his money again. 
[he retires) 

Jas. Pshaw! [astdr) Well thought of ; I may make this fellow 
useful in carrying out my deep-laid plan. It's now two months 
since I promised that unhappy boy of mine, Stephen, that I \vould 
transfer this uneducated girl Martha Gibbs from the factory to the 
salon ; to-night she makes her first curtsey in a ball-room — ■ 
surely there can be but one result, her head must turn giddy with 
her sudden elevation, her vulgarity be exposed, perhaps, her integ- 
rity shaken, and Stephen be cured of his infatuation. I'll set this 
fellow to watch her. [aloud) Toby, come here. [looking about hhn 
7nysteriousIy ; Toby does the same) You seem to have a good pair 
of eyes in your head. 

Toby. Well, I hope they are, because I give you my honor 
they're the only ones I've got. 

Jas. Listen ; there is a certain person here to-night that I wish 
you to keep your eye upon. 

Toby. Somebody you think likely to pocket the spoons ? 

Jas. Pshaw ! in a word the individual that I wish you not to 
lose sight of, is your former associate in the factory — Martha 
Gibbs — hush ! 

Toby, [aside) What's in the wind now? [loud) Ah, yes ; by- 
the-bye, sir, the mill folk say that Martha has become quite a 
grand lady. 

Jas. That's the point ! I wish to know whether she makes a 
proper return for the kindness I have shown her; you will, there- 
fore, watch her closely, and if you perceive the slightest levity of 
manner, or the most trifling want of decorum in her conduct, 
inform me instantly. 

Toby. Of course I will, [aside) Of course I wont ; I know a 
trick worth two of that, [going to table and taking tray) 

Jas. And now, Toby, take that load of pine-apple ice into the 
ball-room, and present an ice to each lady at the end of the 
Polka. 

Toby. The Polka! O don't talk about it. [dancing the Polka, 
and ending with a Pirouette, nearly upsetting the tray) 

Jas. Zounds! be quiet — and mind you give it with a grace — I 
hope you give ice with a grace, Toby ? 

Toby. No, sir, I generally give it with a spoon. 

Jas. Pshaw I this is the sort of thing I mean, [takes tray, and 
presents it with a low bow to Toby) 



ALL THAT GLITTERS IS NOT GOLD. 27 

Toby, [takes ice, and eats it) Thank you. 

Jas. Hollo — hollo, sir. 

Toby. Well, I don't mind if I do — [takes some cake ; eats) there, 
that'll do for the present ; and now I'll go and take a stroll in the 
ball-room, [going] 

Jas. Stop, sir, and take your infernal tray along with you — 
[ gives To'&Y the tray) — and, Toby, be sure you present an ice to 
Lady Leatherbridge, spoon and all — 

Toby, (r.) What, the old lady with a sort of a yellow towel tied 
ever so many times round her head ? I've given her nine already ; 
she wanted another just now, but I wouldn't let her have it. 
{going) 

Jas. One word more, Toby ; if you should have to announce 
any one of my guests. Sir Arthur Lassell for instance, mind you do 
it properly. 

Toby. O, I know ! {announciftg) Here's Mr. Sir Arthur Lassell. 

Jas. That's not it at all. [announcing) Sir Arthur Lassell, you 
blockhead! Now, go along, [as Toby goes toward c. Sir 
Arthur enters C. from l., meets him, and is about to take ice off 
tray) 

Toby, [tumiftg away) Well, I think you might have waited till 
I asked you. [turning to Jasper, and very loud ) Sir Arthur Las- 
sell, you blockhead ! (exit C. and L. ) 

Jas. Ah, Sir Arthur at last. 

Sir A. I beg to apologise, my dear Plum, but Lord Downing, 
my uncle, arrived at Clifton but two hours ago — hence my deten- 
tion. 

Jas. The Cabinet Minister ! my dear Frederick William's pat- 
ron, who so condescendingly attached him to a diplomatic mission 
to St. Petersburg, and sent him off fifteen days after his marriage ; 
and all, thanks to jfiwr influence, ^o«r solicitations— generous man ! 
This devotion to the interests of the Plum family is only the more 
intensely gratifying, proceeding as it does from the observed of all 
observers — a man who has turned half the female heads in the 
neighborhood, [aside to him) I'll be bound, you've got half a 
dozen Uttle love affairs on your hands at this moment. 

Sir A. You are wrong, [coolly) It is the great moral principle 
of my life never to exceed two attachments at the same time. 

Jas. Only two at a time ! Conscientious man ! Sportsmen say, 
however, when you flush a covey, aim only at one bird. 

Sir A. (r. ) That rule depends upon the game — it holds good 
■with partridges, not women. Listen ; profess love to two women, 
and you convert them into rivals ; jealousy begets competition, 
and I need not tell a man of business, that competition always 
benefits the buyer. 

Jas. (l. ) Ingenious creature ! and I'll be bound you have put 
your principle into practice with enviable success, eh ? 



28 ALL THAT GLITTERS IS NOT GOLD. 

Sir A. Tolerably so, and entre nous, rather effectively at this 
moment. 

Jas. Indeed! let me hear : great creature, let me hear. 

Sir A. You are irresistible, my dear Plum. Well, then, one of 
the ladies in question I got acquainted with about two years ago at 
Ramsgate ; one day during my morning ride I saw a runaway car- 
riage making for the bank of the cliff ; putting spurs to my horse, 
I succeeded in stopping a career that in a few moments would 
have been fatal — 

Jas. To the carriage ? 

Sir A. Including the lady. 

Jas. O, I see — your heroine No. I. 

Sir A. Precisely ; of course, my acquaintance was solicited, and 
the romance promised the most interesting results, but, unluckily, 
my uncle insisted on my visiting the Continent — resistance or 
delay was impossible ; however, on my recent return to England, 
I accidentally met the lady again and although there are now 
other claims upon her, which she chooses to fancy sacred, I hope 
to supersede them by means of the (jM^-r heroine of the story. 

Jas. The other ? oh, I remember— No. 2. 

Sir A. Exactly ; a very noticeable little creature, indeed, who 
voluntarily throws herself in my way ; of course she must be 
indulged, especially as she serves my projects with the other. 

Jas. Poor little No. 2! I'm afraid you'll sacrifice her to No. i. 

Enter Valeria at c. from l., exclaims "Ah," on seeing Sir 
Arthur. She is immediately and rapidly followed by Martha. 

Do you know I'd give the world to see this No. I and No. 2? 

Sir A. A little patience and perhaps you may. {seeingNK\.., R. ; 
seeing Mar., l., smiling and looking at each in turn, aside) Here's 
one, and there's the other ! 

Mar. [aside) Yes, he's here ; I felt sure of it. 

Jas. (C.) What do you want, Martha.f* 

Mar. (l., assuming naivete.) Nothing, I only wanted a rest in 
here ; it is so hot in there ! 

Jas. (aside) "Rest in here! Hot in there!" Poor Stephen! 
that ever a son of mine should marry such language as that ! By 
the by, Martha, don't forget that my son Stephen and I have busi- 
ness early in the morning at Gloucester ; we shall start the moment 
the ball is over ; you had, therefore, better retire early, in order 
to be stirring when factory work begins. 

Mar. Very well, sir. (Sir A. shows that this arrattgement has not 
escaped him) 

Sir A. (r., to Lady V.) Allow me to reconduct you to the ball- 
room, [aside to her, and earnestly) I must speak to you alone — 
hush ! we are observed, [loud) We shall see you presently, my 
dear Mr. Plum ? [conducts Lady V. out at c. and h.) 



ALL THAT GLITTERS IS NOT GOLD. 29 

Mar. (l., aside) Again together! {about to follow) 

Jas. Heyday, Miss Martha, is that the way you take " a rest in 
here, because it is so hot in there ? " 

Mar. [riot minding him and still looking after SiR A. ) He leads 
her to a retired part of the room — she leans on him for treacherous 
support — I'll part them at every risk, in spite of him — in spite of 
herself. My dear departed mistress, help me to save your child ! 

(Exit C. and L.) 

Jas. Well, somehow or other I begin to feel a liorrible suspicion 
that my exceedingly deep-laid plan against Martha will turn out 
excessively shallow. 

Enter Lady Leatherbridge hastily C. froitt L. 

Lady L. The bold impertinent minx ! [walking to L.) 

Jas. Her ladyship, and apparently in a devil of a passion, [fol- 
lowing her) 

Lady L. The pert, presumptuous hussy ! 

Jas. [still walking after her) You seem agitated ; I dread to 
inquire the cause. Havn't they given you enough to eat and 
drink ? 

Lady L. (l., suddenly tiirniiig upon him: ]\SV'ERjte!nps away) Eat 
and drink, man ! Do you thinlc I'm a woman to be influenced by 
confectionery? besides, I've partaken copiously of everything. 

Jas. [aside) I begin to suspect she has. [loud) What is the 
matter ? 

Lady L. [loud and suddenly; ]aspkk jumps away) Plum ! lis- 
ten. There is a certain young woman, an inmate of your house, 
report says the affianced bride of your eldest son. 

Jas. (r. ) I blush to confess it; but only conditionally, on 
the condition solely of her exemplary conduct. 

Lady L. (l.) 'Tis on that point I wish to speak, [loud again) 
Plum ! do you sleep with your eyes open? 

Jas. Never! 

Lady L. Because when awake you certainly keep them shut, or 
you would have perceived long ago the palpable designs of this 
girl Martha upon Sir Arthur Lassell. 

Jas. Eh, what? 

Lady L. To-night she has made herself more conspicuous than 
ever — Valeria and I have been equally annoyed by her — Sir 
Arthur can't speak to me but Martha answers — Valeria can't move 
towards him, but Martha is in the way — in short, her behavior is 
the common talk of the ball-room. 

Jas. [k., joyfully) You don't mean it! My dear friend, your 
mortification gives me unspeakable pleasure, for if I can only fix 
this scandal upon the girl's character, I shall have the moral 
satisfaction of turning her out of doors ! 



30 ALL THAT GLITTERS IS NOT GOLD. 

_Lady L. Indeed! then I'll undertake to furnish conclusive evi- 
dence 

Jas. Only do that, and you'll save the Plums from disgrace — my 
son Stephen from a coquette — Sir Arthur from a persecution — and 
— by-the-bye, you seem to take a lively interest in Sir Arthur, 

Lady L. [simpering) O Plum ! 

Jas. In fact, it's quite clear you love him 

Lady L. O Plum ! 

Jas. As a mother. 

Lady L. [very iotid) Plum! Sir, I'll leave you to judge of my 
feelings, when 1 tell you Sir Arthur saved my life ! 

Jas. Saved jv?/r life, too ? [aside) He seems to have a knack of 
saving ladies' lives. 

Lady L. Can I ever forget that memorable morning at Rams- 
gate, when he arrested my runaway caniage on the very brink of 
the cliff, and rescued his Letitia from destruction ? 

Jas. Ramsgate ! runaway carriage! brink of the cliff! [aside) 
Gracious powers! Sir Arthur's heroine, No. i. Well, I must say 
he's not particular to a year or two. 

Lady L. Doesn't the life that Arthur saved, belong to Arthur? 
Don't you observe his incessant attentions? Is he ever out of the 
house? O Plum, you know how easy it is to touch a woman's 
feelings. 

Jas. I do — ha, ha — go along, do. [slightly nudging her in the 
side ; Toby appears at c from L., with his tray ; Jasper and'LKXiX 
L. look embarrassed) 

Toby. It's all right; I didn't see any thing. 

Jas. Leave the room, fellow. 

Enter STEPHEN, Z. from L. 

Toby, [aside to Stephen) I say, you'd better keep an eye upon 
your respected sire, because I just caught him tickling old Leath- 
erbreech. (exit Toby, c. and h.) 

Ste. [laughing very loud) Oh, oh, oh. 

Jas. [asiile) That damned laugh again ! [loud ) Well, 
Stephen, I've scarcely set eyes on you all the evening. How do 
you like the ball, Stephen? I hope you have been happy and 
comfortal^le. 

Ste. (C.) Well, I can't say much for the comfort, dad ; I don't 
see the comfort of squeezing folks together as tight as cotton 
bags. 

Jas. But you forget the young and lovely women, Stephen. 

Ste. No, I don't ; but there be such a sight of old and ugly 
ones among 'em. [to Lady L.) Now, I don't say that because of 
you, my Lady — 



ALL THAT GLITTERS IS NOT COLD. 31 

Lady L. (l.) Young man ! 

Jas. (r.) Stephen Plum! 

Ste. (c.) Well, don't be angry — I'm a going — I've got to dance 
jolly old English Sir Roger de Coverley. I'd ask you, ma'am, only 
I'm better engaged. 

Jas. Engaged? to whom? — to Martha, I'll be bound. 

Ste. You've hit it. 

Jas. Then I rather think you'll find that Martha has got much 
pleasanter company than Sir Roger de Coverley, {loo kitig signifi- 
cantly at Lady L. ) 

Lady L. [returning look) Yes — or Mr. Stephen Plum either, I'm 
afraid. 

Ste. [suddenly serious) What d'ye mean ? 

Lady L. [significantly] Nothing. 

Ste. Nothing ? Then I think it would be just as well to say what 
you mean. Come, dad, be as straightforward as I be ; consider 
her ladyship here out of the way, and speak the truth. What's 
all this about Martha Gibbs ? She be as good and modest a girl as 
ever trod the earth. 

Lady L. I really know very little about treading the earth, as I 
invariably ride ; but a modest girl may be dazzled by an elegant 
exterior 

Jas. Flattered by attentions 

Lady L. Especially from a superior 

Jas. To whom she's inferior. 

Lady L. In a word, young man, I advise you as a friend to keep 
an eye upon Miss Martha Gibbs. 

Jas. So do I — one eye on her, and one eye on — somebody 
else. 

Lady L. And that somebody else — Sir Arthur Lassell ! 

Ste, The young baronet ? Martha? Ho, ho, ho ! [very loud) 

Jas. [aside] That damned laugh again ! 

Ste. Come, dad, and you, my lady, confess you've uttered a 
cruel calumny against a poor innocent girl, and that you be 
ashamed of yourselves, as you ought to be. Come, confess it — 
'twill do you good, both on you. 

Lady L. Judge for yourself, [points to Martha, who enters arm- 
in-arm with Sir Arthur; Lady Valeria, escorted by another 
Gentleman ; tnale and female Guests, c. from l.) 

Ste. [aside] Together ! arm-in-arm ! 

Lady L. [sigtiificantly] Ahem ! [retires to back] 

Sir A. (r. c. ) Really, my good Plum, your style of doing the 
thing is by no means bad. [looking round] 

Jas. (l. c, bowing) My style of doing the thing feels itself 
highly honored, [aside to him] By-the-by, I've taken the enormous 
hberty of making a discovery ! I've found out who your No. I is. 

Sir A. [starts) Indeed! [aside] I hope not ! 



32 ALL THAT GLITTERS IS NOT GOLD. 

Jas. {aside) I have— and what's more, I'm happy to tell you she 
doats on you — in a word, Lady Leatherbridge is yours! [with 
great earnestness) I happen to know it ! 

Sir A. [aside) Ha, ha ! [loud) I see I must be cautious when 
the eyes of so discerning a person as Mr. Plum are fixed on me. 

(Jasper bows, retires up, and Joins the Guests, 
at back, Sir Arthur yt^m^ Lady Valeria.) 

Ste. (l., who has been standing alone and abstracted) I must, I 
will speak to her. [loud) Martha ! 

Mar. (r., coming to hitn) Yes, Mr. Stephen. 

Ste. I've just two words to say to you, Martha. 

Mar. Indeed !— not now — presently — during the next dance. I 
hope you remember you are my partner? 

Ste, Oh, yes! I've no objections to make a fool of myself for 
once, just to please you. [taking her hand, atid earnestly) Martha ! 
[observing that she is looking at Sir Arthur, he quietly drops her 
hand and turns away to hide his emotion) 

Mar. [watching Sir Arthur and Lady Valeria) He whispers 
to her again ! Ah, that blush ! that emotion ! I cannot, dare not 
separate them again — what's to be done ? [suddenly) Ah ! yes, it 
shall be so. [loud) Mr. Stephen. 

Ste. [approaching) Well, Martha. 

(Sir Arthur and Lavy Valeria, who 
are talking apart, advance down Stage, R. 

Mar. You'll not refuse me a favor? 

Ste. I don't think I could if I tried. What is it, Martha? 

Mar. Why, that you ask your sister-in-law. Lady Valeria, to be 
your partner for the next dance. 

Ste. [trying to conceal his vexation) The «i?.r/ dance ! Certainly, 
Martha, if you wish it ; only 1 thought 

Mar. That you were engaged to me. So you are — only Lady 
Valeria is evidently hurt at your want of attention — I see she is. 

Ste. Is she though ? Lord love her, I'm sure I'll dance with her 
till I drop, and she too ! 

Mar. Then make haste, ask her before she is engaged — now go. 

[pushing Stephen) 

Ste. [approaches Valeria, slightly shouldering^'SiR Arthur 
to r) Beg pardon, baronet. Sisfer-in-law, I understand you want 
to dance with me — I mean, you understand /want to dance with 
you — that's it. I'm not much of a hand at it ; so if you turn and 
twist me about too much, down I go, as sure as a gun. However, 
I'll do my best. 

Val. [aside) How fortunate ! I can thus avoid the interview Sir 
Arthur solicits, [taking Stephen's ar?n) I assure you, my dear 
brother-in-law, I am only too happy to secure you for my cavalier. 



ALL THAT GLITTERS IS NOT GOLD. 33 

Ste. Be you, though? then come along. [hnrriesYAi.'EKW out, 
pushing tiuceremoniously through other Dancers, who follow them 
off with Jasper, c. and l. ) 

Sir A. (r.) So, so ! she thinks to escape me. Well, let the poor 
bird flutter her wings a little longer, and dream of liberty ; my 
prize may be delayed, but is not the less secure. I'll not lose 
sight of her. [^here Lady L. puts her arm within his, hiding her face 
modestly with her fan ; Sir Arthur annoyed goes out rapidly, C. 
atid L., dragging her after him. Soft Music heard, l. u. e. — " Sir 
Roger de Couerley.") 

Mar. [watching him out) Once more I've parted them, and for 
a short time, at least, she is safe. Would that Mr. Frederick were 
returned ; for every hour that prolongs his absence gives hope to 
Sir Arthur, and fear to me ! {looking off C. and 'L.) Ah ! what do I 
see? Sir Arthur again at her side! How earnestly he speaks to 
her! and there stands Mr. Stephen staring up at the ceiling like a 
great simpleton — and now, now — he starts off, dancing all by him- 
self, and throwing the whole room into confusion. If I could but 
interrupt them ! Ah, Sir Arthur looks this way ! — sees me ! shall 
I hesitate ? No — her reputation must be saved though I risk my 
own. Perhaps a smile even from the poor factory girl will not be 
lost upon his vanity, [looking off at c, and stniling) Yes, he comes. 
Did he but know how I despise and hate him ! [seats herself, R. ; 
Music ceases) 

Enter SiR Arthur, c.,from L. 

Sir A. [aside) I was right — she where, and, of course, alone — 
that alluring smile couldn't be mistaken. As I have never been 
made love to before, I am rather curious to see how women set 
about it. [takes book, seats himself at table, i.., pretending to read, 
but keeps his eyes on Martha) 

Mar. [aside) He doesn't speak. 

Sir A. [aside) Not a word ! perhaps a step or two towards the 
door may assist her powers of articulation, [rises and moves towards 
door, c. ; meets Toby, who appears, C from L. , with his tray) Noth- 
ing, I thank you. (ToBY turns and goes out, c.and L.) 

Mar. [aside) If he leaves me, he returns to her ! [aloud) Sir 
Arthur Lassell 

Sir A. Ah, my good Martha 

Mar. I wish to speak to you ; a few moments are all I ask, you 
will then be free to return to — another, [with pretended emotion) 

Sir A. [aside) Jealous ! better and better [loud) Another, did 
you say ? 

Mar. [with heavy sigh) Heigho ! 

Sir A. [aside) Poor'thing! now I look at her, she's really very 
far from ill-looking ! [going up and taking chair, L. ; Toby again 



34 ALL THAT GLITTERS IS NOT GOLD. 

appears with his tray, L. 3 E. ; Sir Arthur sees him ; Toby turns 
and goes out, L. 3 e.) Damn that fellow ! 

{approaches Martha with chair, sits, L. c.) 

Mar. [aside, and watching him) He remains; I thought so. {loud) 
The conversation which 1 ventured to interrupt, must, doubt- 
less, have been very interesting ; at least, it appeared so — to the 
lady, especially. 

Sir A. Nay, a mere string of ball-room commonplaces. 

Mar. Why deceive me? In ^(7wr earnestness and //^'a' emotion. 
I read my own folly — and — its punishment, {turns her head away 
with pretended emotion) 

Sir A. {aside) So, so. Now then, effectually to arouse her jeal- 
ousy, and the victory's mine, {about to take her hand, but stops on 
seeing; Toby ; who again appears at another door, R. 2 E. ; after a 
pause Toby turns and goes out again, R. 2 E. ) I shall kill that man 
presently, I'm sure I shall ! Frankly, then, Martha — dear Martlia 
— {taking her hand, she shudders) — the earnestness you observed 
in my manner to Lady Valeria, was tae natural effect of the lan- 
guage I was addressing her. 

Mar. {aside) I must and will know the worst, {aloud) O, Sir 
Arthur," think me mad, if you will, but did she — did she say — 
{unable to continue : suddenly') — What did she say ? 

Sir A. {aside) One drop more in her cup of jealousy, and she's 
mine! {aloud) Her reply is yet to come {low) I have solicited an 
intei view to-morrow, and when the ball breaks up, should she con- 
sent to meet me, she will let the flowers which she carries in her 
bosom, fall to the ground. 

Mar. {imploringly) O, promise— swear to me that you will not 
meet her. 

Sir A. {more boldly and earnestly) On one condition- — and on one 
condition only. 

Mar. {hurriedly) Name it. 

Sir A. Listen, Martha, {about to address her in a half whisper ; 
sees Toby, who appears at door. L. 2 e. ; Toby turns and goes out 
again; Sir Arthur watches him out; then low and rapidly to 
Martha, pointing to window, R. 3 e. ) Yonder casement com- 
municates with the garden ; the moment Mr. Plum and his son 
have left the house for Gloucester, let me find that casement open 
and you here. On that condition, and that only, I will not meet 
the lady. 

Mar. {sht(ddering) No, no. 

Sir A. As you please ; Lady Valeria may possibly be more com- 
passionate. (Martha about to speak) Nay, I do not require your 
answer now ; reconsider my proposal, and when the company dis- 
perse, should you chance to feel less inflexible, recollect you have 
just taken your first lesson in the sigfiificant language of flowers / 
{ points to the nosegay she carries in her bosom and bows ; at this 



ALL THAT GLITTERS IS NOT GOLD. 35 

moment Stephen eniers c. from L., sees him bow and stops ; Sir 
Arthur going out at L. 3 E., meets Toby, who again appears with 
his tray) What the devil do you want, sir ? 

Toby. Why, I've been waiting for a considerable time to ask 
you, if you'd take an ice. 

Sir A. No. 

Toby. Then, perhaps, you'll take a card. 

Sir A. Begone, booby ! 

(Exit Sir Arthur, l. 3 e. Towi folloiuing) 

Mar. {aside) An interview with him alone ! No, no, I'm not 
prepared for that ! 

Ste. {k., as t/ throwing off a painful suspicion, and rapidly advanc- 
ing) Martha ! 

Mar. [star/itig] Mr. Stephen ! 

Ste. I've been looking for you, Martha, and I was told by more 
than one of my father's guests, that the surest way of finding 
Martha Gibbs, was to look for the man who has just left her. 

Mar. (l. ) Oh, Mr. Stephen, you do not, cannot suspect 

Ste. [taking her hand) I never do suspect, Martha — where I 
place my love, there I place my trust — and now, Martha, there's a 
secret — a secret that much concerns me and — somebody else, 
Martha — a secret that I've had locked up in my breast for these 
three months past, and an uncommon hard matter I've had to 
keep it there, surely 

Mar. A secret ? 

Ste. Yes — [taking her hand, and half timidly') — I'm — I'm going 
— I'm going to be married, Martha — at least, I hope so 

Mar. [with emotion, and withdrawing her hand ) Married ! 
you ! 

Ste. Don't take away your hand, Martha, but leave it where it 
is — in mine — as a token and a pledge that you will be my wife ! 

Mar. Your wife ! [clasping his hand) 

Ste. My wife, Martha ! Oh, it's all settled long ago ; dad knows 
all about it, Freddy knows all about it, and soon everybody shall 
know all about it ; in another week the three months will be 
out, and then — Lord ! Lord ! it won't bear thinking about. 

Mar. The three months ! what do you mean ? 

Ste. Why — [with hesitation) — you see, when I told dad how des- 
perate fond I was of you, says he to me, •' Harkye Stephen," 
says he, " let Martha know naught of this for three months, and 
if during that time she does nothing to forfeit the good character 
she holds, you shall be a husband, and I'll be a father to her." 
And now, Martha, you have my secret. 

Mar. [with a strong impulse of affection) And you shall have 
mine — Stephen, I love you ! truly, gratefully, dearly love you ! 

Ste. [clasping her in his arms) Oh, oh! I'm so happy, I don't 
know what I want to do most — laugh or cry. Lord, lord, what a 



36 ALL THAT GLITTERS IS NOT GOLD. 

wedding we'll have ! No fine folks in carriages — no powdered 
coachmen and footmen, and all that gimcrack nonsense — no, no. 
Martha, we'll walk to church, arm-in-arm with all the factory at 
our heels — five hundred of 'em— and every one with a prayer in 
his heart, and a blessing on his lip, for his young master and mis- 
tress, [^suddenly trying to look grave) But don't forget, Martha, 
there be another week to slip away, and mind you be a better 
girl than ever — if that be possible. 

(Guests /rt.yj across from l. to r.) 

Mar. Do not fear. Do but add confidence to love, and what- 
ever you may see, whatever you may hear, trust me, Stephen, I 
will be worthy of them both. 

Ste. Don't I know you will? Look, there be the company 
breaking up. Not a word afore dad. [retires up R.) 

Mar. I can scarce believe my happiness ! A few minutes since, 
and I might have compromised myself and lost the greatest joy 
that life can give — the honest love of an honest heart ! I now 
renounce the task I had imposed upon myself! Henceforth Lady 
Valeria, I can only/ny/ for you. 

Enter Lady Leatherbridge, Lady Valeria, and Sir Arthur, 
C. fro7n L. 

Jas. [without, L.) Where's Lady Valeria? Where's Lady 
Leatherbridge ? Where's Stephen? Where's anybody ? — where's 
everybody? {runs vt with open letter iti his hand) News! great, 
glorious news ! 

All. What? 

Jas. He's here — I mean he will be here — he's come back — that 
is, he's coming back ! 

All. Who? 

Jas. (C.) Frederick William! my darhng son ! (/c? V^aleria) 
Your husband ! (/a Stephen) Your brother! 

Ste. Brother Freddy coming back — huzza ! 

Jas. I have just received this letter — my boy is now on his 
return to England — nay, may be hourly expected here. 

(Exit c. and L., with Lady L. ) 

Sir A. [aside] Hourly expected — but not ^^/ arrived; and I not 
yet defeated ! 

Mar. (r., aside, and thankfully) Her husband returns and she 
is saved ! 

Val. (l., aside) And is mine the only heart that feels no joy ? 
I cannot — dare not — ivill not meet him ! [starting at seeing Sir 
Arthur's eye fixed upon her) 

Mar. (r., aside and obsenn7ig her) What ails her? Ah! the 
tempter's eye is upon her! She trembles — hesitates — hfe and 



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death, honor and shame are in that struggle! Ah I [seeingV \\^., 
drop her bouquet ) She's lost ! 

Sir A. [aside) I triumph ! {s7iiih's significatitly at Martha) 

Mar. (under strong emotion) She stands upon the brink of 
ruin ! Shall I not snatch her from destrucUon ? Yes, yes — I will 
save //t-r, whose mother preserved mine! [looks at Sir A., rt«^ 
drofi her bouquet) 

Sir A. (c, aside) A double shot, egad ! 

Ste. [coming down R. ; picking up Martha's bouquet and present- 
ing it to her) Martha, you've dropped your nosegay, [seeing her 
hesitate) Take it, Martha, [in a subdued tone and affectionately 
pressing her hand ) The next flowers you wear will be a wreath of 
bridal flowers. 

(Exit Sir A. and Val., c. andx.. ; as he is going out. Sir A. turns, 
looks significantly at Martha, and bows to her ; Stephen notices 
the action and seems struck. ) 

Mar. [crosses to L. , aside, and shuddering) I am sick at heart ! 

Ste. [up R., to Martha, who seems absorbed in thought, attd gently 
touching her arm) Martha, the ball room be nearly empty \ 
Martha, I say I (Martha covers her face with her hands) This 
agitation ! This emotion ! What has happened ? Speak ! 

Mar. (c, in high excitement) I cannot — cannot — Stephen — 
[unable to proceed) Heaven help me! [rushes out, L. i E.) 

Ste. [a long pause) This is strange! Very strange! She says she 
loves me, yet when that man returns — the very man that I've been 
warned against — she seems bewitched that moment! Her eyes are 
fixed on him, and not one look for me ! And when I ask her to 
explain, she hides her face, runs away, and leaves me in this ter- 
rible cruel doubt, [going to L. IE.) Doubt? Did I say doubt! If 
I did, I ought to be ashamed of myself — for look — a light in her 
room and her door open — and there I see her now, sitdng with her 
book spread afore her, and writing down all she's said, and done, 
and thought, with Heaven and her own conscience looking on ! 
Oh, Stephen, 'tis the first doubt of her, that ever came into your 
heart, and let it be the last! Ah ! she rises — shuts her book and 
leaves her room! She comes this way ! I'll take the other pass- 
age ! I must and will read what she has written ! 'Twas there I 
first learnt her worth ; 'tis there I'll seek her justificadon ! 

(Exit, L. 2 E.) 

Enter Valeria, l. 3 e. 

Val. What can Martha mean? Why the mysterious tone and 
tenor of her words as she passed me hurriedly in the corridor? 
She begged, implored me instantly to meet her here — Ah ! she 
comes ! 



38 ALL THAT GLITTERS IS NOT GOLD. 

Re-enter MARTHA, hurriedly, L. I E. 

Mar. (l., approaching Ya\^.) Oh, thanks, thanks! 

Val. (r., coldly and 7-c tiring from her) To the business before us 
— why have you sohcited this interview ? 

Mar. [with animation) To save you from a villain — yes, lady, if 
his actions call him villain, why should my tongue do less? (with 
increasi7ig energy) The man who cheats at cards is struck from the 
fraternity of gamblers as a wretch too base to mingle even with 
the base — but what must that man be, who tempts a virtuous wife 
to a game where she stakes «//and he stakes nothing? Where she, 
poor cheated thing, madly lays honor, conscience, happiness, 
heaven itself upon an accursed chance-^whilst he has nothing left 
to lose, not even his worthless character. 

Val. [aside) Does she presume to rebuke me ? {aloud) I beg to 
know the drift of this eloquent invective. 

Mar. A little patience and you shall, {aside, and looking towards 
window) Not yet come! {goes up L., and looking towards R., win- 
dow) 

Val. You seem expecting some one. 

Mar. Yes, madam! one who loves me I at least he tells me so! 
Ah, that noise! {hurries to window atid looks out) My visitor is 
here, madam ! you may, perhaps, recognise him. {partly with- 
drawittg curtain) 

Val. (l. who has gone a few steps up the stage) Sir Arthur, 'tis 
he! — {to Martha) — and do you presume to say Sir Arthur has 
asked a secret interview -w'xihyouf 

Mar. I do. 

Val. And even pretended love to you ? 

Mar. I do. 

Val. I'll not believe it. 

Mar. You shall hear it from his own hps. 

Val. Still so confident ? if you prove this — 

Mar. {hiariedly) I will — I will — but moments are precious — in, 
in here, {hurries Val. into room, R. 2 E. ; the window is opened, 
and Sir Arthur looks cautiously in) 

Sir A. The window open ! then Mr. Plum and his son must 
have left the house. Martha, are you alone ? 

Mar. Yes. {aside) Howl tremble, {leans for support on chairs 
looking anxiously towards the door at which Ya\^. has gone out ; 
Sir a. enters then, closes window ; at this moment the door, l. 3 e., 
is cautiously opened, a7id Lady L. looks in) 

Lady L. {aside) I was not deceived, then ! O the monster ! O 
the hussy ! {closes door again) 

Sir A, (r., who turns and sees the motion of the closing door) 'Tis 
strange ! my presence seems to agitate the very doors. Again ? 
Ah, that glance revealed a petticoat ! I am watched, what but 



ALL THAT GLITTERS IS NOT GOLD. 39 

jealousy can prompt this espionage ? it must be Valeria, {smilijtg) 
Then I must change my tactics. Audacity befriend me ! [ap- 
proachiiig Mar., and assuming a cold and constrained manner) 
Martha, you will think me a strange creature, and so I am ; but 
in the fashionable world one contracts bad habits, and does mis- 
chief without intending it. At this evening's ball, for instance, I 
was betrayed into a tenderness towards you, which, though in every 
way qualified to inspire it, it is my duty to tell you, you can never 
create in me. {in a loud tone, and looking towards door, L. 3 E.) 

Lady L. [looking out) Noble Arthur ! take that, hussy ! 

Mar. (l. aside) Have I been deceived? [loud) But this inter- 
view, sir— your own soHcitation — 

Sir A. Was eminently moral — as my explanation will prove. 
[directing his speech towards door, L. 3 E. ) My dear young friend, 
I have long fancied I observed in you a partiality for my society ; 
which, however flattering to my vanity, honor compels me to sup- 
press, [loud and pointedly) My heart has long been exclusively 
devoted to a woman, whose hfe I had once the happiness to save! 

Lady L. [bobbitig out at door) Extatic recollection ! happy 
Letitia ! The victory's mine, and now for revenge upon that 
hussy ! [disappears, closing door with noise) 

Mar. [aside, and looking towards door where Yai. is) I thought to 
save her, and I have completed her ruin ! [crosses to R.) 
- Sir A. [who has observed the closing of the door, L. 3 E,, hurriedly 
approaches it, and looks out ; aside) Valeria's gone ! she's mine — 
now for the other ! A little bombast will do good here, [hastening 
to Mar., and assuming a strongly contrasted manner) Dry the tears 
that dim those lovely eyes, sweet Martha, and let your ear bear 
these reviving tidings to your heart — 1 love you ! 

Mar. (r., aside) What do I hear! [aloud) Indeed! then your 
love for another 

Sir A. (l.) Pshaw! a mere lover's stratagem to convince myself 
of your affection ; and now, sweet Martha banish jealousy for ever, 
exert your empire over me, and you will find me the slave of your 
every wish, [about to take her waist; gate bell, R. u. E.) What 
noise is that ? 

Mar. [running to windoiv) A traveUing carriage at the door! 

Jas. [witho2it,'L.) What, oh — John — Thomas — lights here ! 

Sir A. Plum's voice — the devil ! 

Mar. Fly— fly^by the garden — quick — 

Sir A. We shall meet again — 

Mar. Yes, yes — but fly — save yourself — save me / (SiR A. hur- 
ries out at windoiv ; at the same moment Val. staggers in door R. 2 
E. , pale and almost fainting ; leans on chair for support, R. ) 

Mar. [running to her) Oh, Valeria — dear Valeria — speak to me. 
Forgive, O forgive me, for the misery you have suffered. 

Val, Forgive you, Martha? you who have taught me to loathe 



40 ALL THAT GLITTERS IS NOT GOLD. 

this heartless hypocrite, and love the generous husband in whose 
face I can now presume to look — in whose arms I can now pre- 
sume to seek shelter! Forgive you? O Martha, my endless grati- 
tude is yours ! 

Mar. Speak not of gratitude — say you will love me, lady — let me 
be your friend. 

Val. My sister! {/a//ing in Martha' s anns) 

Mar. And now, dear friend — dear sister — be yourself again. 
Mr. Plum has this moment unexpectedly returned — hark — he's 
here ! 

Jas. [without) Where's Lady Valeria ? — this way — this way ! 
(Mar., looks at Val., putting her finger on her lip ) 

Enter Jasper, Lady Leatherbridge, and Frederick, in travel- 
ling dress, C. from L. 

Fred. (r. C.) Valeria! [opening his artns) 

Val. My husband ! [rushing into his arms) 

Fred. Dear, dear Valeria! what happiness to meet again ! do 
you not think so, dearest? 

Val, [with deep emotion, and clasping his hand in both of her s) 
Yes ; indeed, indeed, I do! [they talk apart) 

Lady L. (R. C, aside to him) It's all very well. Plum, but remem- 
ber you have a duty to perform, [pointing to Mar., who is mittely 
expf'-essing her joy at F'red's return) — There she stands ; how de- 
mure the Utile hypocrite looks ! do your duty, Plum. 

Jas. [aside to her) You're sure of the facts? 

Lady L. Quite. 

Jas. Then here goes ! [aloud and assuming a seriotis tone) Fred- 
erick, and you, Lady Valeria — [motioning them to approach) — the 
day of your return home, my dear boy, should have been one of 
unalloyed happiness to us all ; but, unfortunately, it is not so ! 

[looking severely at Mar.) 

Fred, (r.) Father, what mean you? 

Lady L. [aside) Now, now comes the triumph of Leatherbridge 
over Gibbs ! 

Jas. Martha Gibbs ! 

Mar. (l.) Sir — 

Jas. (c.) You have not been alone since the ball broke up. (Mar. 
and V XI.. exchange looks) Late as it is, you have had a visitor ! 

Mar. [without hesitation) Lady Valeria — sir — 

Jas. The visitor, I allude to, is Sir Arthur Lassell — I have proofs 
— you have been seen together — 

Lady L, (l. c.) Yes ! I am proud to say I was a listener behind 
that door! [pointing to, L. 3 E. ; Mar. ajtd Val. agai7i exchange 
looks ofalarnt) 

Jas. [to Mar.) You are silent; and to think that you — you 



ALL THAT GLITTERS IS NOT GOLD. 41 

whom I should soon, very soon h-ave welcomed as a daughter, 
should have basely attempted to bring this blight upon the Plums! 
Lose no time in making the necessary preparations for your de- 
parture ; in ten minutes you leave this roof for ever. 

Mar. For ever! — oh, sir! {bursts into tears, and hides her face in 
her hands) • 

Val. (r., aside) Accused — disgraced — and for me ! It must not, 
sha//f2othel [aloud) Hold, sir! (/"<? Plum.) 

Fred. (r. c.) Nay, Valeria, my father is right ; for all our sakes 
— for j(7z<rsake especially, this unhappy girl must leave this roof; 
I cannot allow your character to be endangered by any further 
association with one so undeserving. 

Mar. [aside] This from him ? 

Val. [aside] She shall not suffer for my fault, [nloiid to Tvi^li.) 
One moment, sir, and listen to me 

Mar. [quickly) Be silent, lady, I implore! You have heard 
your husband's words — [with emphasis) it is necessary for your 
reputation that I should leave this house. 

Val. [crosses rapidly, and aside to her) Oh, Martha, you cannot 
think that I will suffer — 

Mar. [aside to her, and taking her hand) Nay, Valeria — the 
knowledge that you are happy will comfort me when I am gone. 
One word more — [with deep emotion) there is one heart, besides 
your own, that will lament me— tell him, when I am gone, that I 
owed a heavy debt of gratitude to a benefactress, and — I have 
paid it ! (Exit, L. I E. ) 

Jas. (c, affected) Somehow or other, I don't feel quite so indig- 
nant as I did. 

Lady L. (L. C, aside to him) Plum, you're melting. 

Jas. No — no — no ; Plum is all stone again. She must, she shall 
quit the factory ! 

Enter STEPHEN, hurriedly, C.from l.. , followed by Toby. 

Ste. Quit the factory ! Who, dad ? No, no — no anger against 
any one, the day that my brother comes back to us. Welcome 
home, Freddy, a hundred and a hundred times welcome ! 

Fred, (r.) Dear Stephen! [they shake hands heartily) Ah! my 
good friend Toby ! [shakes Toby's hand) 

Toby. (r. ) Yes, sir ; I didn't feel inclined to go to bed ; and 
so, for want of something better to do, I was asking myself to take 
cards, wlien I saw you arrive. 

Ste. (r. c.) And now, dad, who is it that must quit the factory ? 
[seeing Jasper and Frederick appear confused) Why, father — 
bi other — what's the matter with you both ? 

Toby, [affectionately to Jasper) Ain't you well, sir? — And yet 
you didn't eat and drink so very much after all ; if her ladyship 
had been poorly, I shouldn't have been so much surprised. 



42 ALL THAT GLITTERS IS NOT GOLD, 

Lady L. F"ellow ! 

Ste. Hold your tongue, Toby ! [seriously) For the third time, 
father, who is it that must quit the factory ? 

Jas. You shall have your answer, Stephen Plum — the person 
just discharged from your father's factory is — Martha Gibbs. 

Ste. {starting) Martha Gibbs ! But why? — why? 

Jas. Because I have proved her to be ungrateful to me, and 
false to you ! 

Ste. {staggering) False ! Father, you have been deceived, some 
one has been imposing on your simplicity, for you know you be 
simple, dad — you— you've been deceived — I know — I'm sure you 
have! {deeply affected) 

Jas. I wish 1 had, my poor boy ; but her perfidy is undeniable. 
I have proofs, that on this spot, within this hour, she has received 
a lover, and that lover not Stephen Plum. 

Lady L. Yes, young man. 

Ste. {violently to her) Silence ! 

Fred. Stephen, it grieves me to afflict you, but Martha's permitted 
visitor this night was Sir Arthur Lassell. 

Ste. (r.) Sir — Arthur Lassell ! 

Toby.^ (r., suddenly) I knew it — I expected it, from what I saw. 

Ste. (r. C.) You knew'Ml {crosses to To^y) What? 

Jas. Speak, sir — what did you see ? Did you observe any famil- 
iarity ? — speak ! {anxiously) 

Toby. Well, then, I certainly must say, my constitutional deli- 
cacy was considerably shocked at witnessing the familiarity 

Lady L. } [''^^^""'^j) Yes— yes 

Toby. The astonishing familiarity between you and Lady 
Leatherbridge I 

(Jasper and Lady L. turtt up stage indignantly) 

Ste. Ha, ha, ha ! Well said, Toby ! I can laugh now. 1 will 
laugh — for I see the plot against me. My father and brother 
would blush to see me marry an honest girl out of honest love, and 
they do this cruel thing to drive me mad ! But I'll not go mad. 
Martha Gibbs shall be my wife ; for she's innocent — I know it and 
can prove it. 

Lady L. (l.) Absurd! 

Ste. {violently) Silence, woman ! 

Toby, (r., confidentially to her) I would really advise you to put 
a curb on your parts of speech. 

Ste. (r., crosses to C.) Father, come here — and you too brother. 
If I could show yow, prove to you, that Martha has for some time 
past — years, perhaps — never laid her head upon her pillow at 
night, without writing down in a book everything that she had 
thought, said, or done, in the day that was gone — supposing, I 
say, that this poor girl's diary was placed in your hands, would 



ALL THAT GLITTERS IS NOT GOLD. 43 

you, tould you disbelieve what you found written in it ? No, I'm 
sure you couldn't ! Such a diary has Martha kept, and here it is ! 
[produces book and opens it) Yes, here's the page she has 
just written— the ink scarce dry. I had a hard matter to find it 
in the dark — but though I've not read it, I know that it will jus- 
tify her. Listen : — [reading] " During the ball to-night Mr. 
Stephen took me aside and told me that he loved me " — I did, 
dad; I let the secret out; I couldn't help it ! — [readi?tg again) 
" The next moment Sir Arthur Lassell came to me, and — and—" 
{^suddenly stopping) No — no — it can't be ! 

Fred. Proceed, Stephen. 

Ste. [coUeciing himself aud reading sloTi'ly) " Sir Arthur Lassell 
came to me, and telling me " [covers his face with his hand) 

Fred, [reading the book which Stephen ^/z// hohis in his hand) 
" And telling me he loved, too, solicited an interview, which I 
granted." (SxEPHEN/aZ/y ijito a chair R., overwhelmed with grief) 

Val. [snatches book out of Stephen's hand, and looks at it ; then 
aside) Not one word that condemns, or even compromises me ! 
Dear, generous, noble hearted girl, you have taught me my duty ! 
[hastens to table, L., seats herself and writes; Fred, goes to Stephen, 
and attempts to console him) 

Enter Martha, l. i e. ; she has changed her dress to that of a 
Spinner, as in Act I. ; she carries an account book ; Jasper crosses 
to R. 

Mar. (/<9 Jas.) Before I leave the factory, sir, I wish to place in 
your hands these accounts ; you will find I have kept them faith- 
fully, [sees Stephen, who, at the first sound of her voice, has looked 
up; their eyes meet ; aside) Stephen here, and they have told him 
all ! I can bear their scorn, but not his sorrow ! 

Ste. [putting Fred, aside, who endeavors to detain him, and 
advajtcing toward Mar. ) Martha ! [with a violent effort to control 
hitnself.) You said to me, not an hour since, "Stephen add confi- 
dence to love, and whatever you may hear — whatever you may 
see — trust me, I will be worthy of them both." What I have heard, 
Martha, I need not tell you ; what I have seen, I must tell you ! I 
have seen written in your diary — in your own hand, that after I 
had told you that I loved you, and proved that love by asking you 
to be my wife. Sir Arthur Lassell, " telling you he loved you too, 
solicited an interview, which you granted." I now ask you, 
Martha, is this true ? has that man been here ? 

Mar. [iti a subdued tone) He has. 

Ste. [without looking at her, motions with his hand towards door 
C.) O, Martha ! Go ! go ! (Martha is about to go, when she turns, 
takes Stephen's hand and presses it to her lips ; then about to go 



44 ALL THAT GLITTERS IS NOT GOLD. 

Val. {suddenly rising and advancing to -L. c.') Hold! (/o Jasper 
and Fred, who are about to interfere) One moment, I beg, Martha ! 
(Martha turns; Stephen retires up l., and there watches the 
scene') 

Val. (l. c, resuming in a loud and decided tone) Martha, I must 
not — will not accept your generous sacrifice ! 

Jas. ] 

Fred. \ Sacrifice ! 

Lady L. ] 

Mar. [eagerly to Val.) Oh, Madam ! what are you about to do? 

Val. (c.) My duty ! These pages, the poor girl's diary, upon 
which you have accused, condemned, and degraded her, contained 
but a portion of the truth: the supplement I have supplied ! [plac- 
ing the book in Fred's hand) Read sir ! 

Fred. (r. c. aside) What can this mean? [reading aloud) "Sir 
Arthur Lassell solicited an interview, which I granted " — 

Jas. Now for the supplement. [all appear anxious) 

Fred. In Valeria's handwriting! why do I tremble? [reads) 
"Martha granted the interview, not to indulge ^^'r affection, but 
to dispel my infatuation. This false friend once preserved my 
life, and reared upon my gratitude the base design of robbing me 
of all that makes life worth preserving. To save me, Martha tore 
away his mask, and exposed the features of the selfish libertine. 
O Frederick, to this Calumniated generous girl I owe, perhaps, the 
precious privilege of thus asking your forgiveness ! " [turns and 
sees Val. on her knees before him her face buried in her hands, 
unable to speak ; lets the book fall and staggers to chair, R.) 

Ste. (l.) She's innocent — she's innocent! O my blessed girl! 
Ha, ha, ha, [rushing forward, and receiving Martha, who sinks 
in his amis) 

Toby, (r., imitating Stephen's hysterical laugh) Ha, ha, ha. 
[throws his arm around Lady L.) 

Mar. [recovering : runs to Val. atid addresses Fred.) O sir, 
speak to her ; her heart is almost breaking ! 

Fred. (r. c, to Martha) Noble girl, you are too just to urge 
me to my own dishonor ; your vititte is my full security that I am 
not called upon to pardon guilt, [turns to Val. still kneeling ; 
opens his arms) Valeria ! [she rushes into them) No allusions to the 
past — no word of reproach shall ever pass my lips ! 

(Sir Arthur heard without, c. andt..) 

Sir A. My friend Frederick returned, say you? 

Fred. (r. c.) Ah ! the villain's voice ! 

Val. (c.) Frederick, for my sake no violence — 

Ste. (l.) No, Freddy, no violence; I'll just chuck him out of 
the window, or something of that sort. [Jasfek picks up book and 
crosses to l. ) 



ALL THAT GLITTERS IS NOT GOLD. 45 

Toby, (r.) Or suppose we treat him with the quiet contempt he 
deserves, and all pitch into him at once. 

(Stephen turns up stage, l., and crosses to R. c, attack,) 

Enter Sir Arthur, c.from l. 

Toby, [meeting hhn, and bowing him down) This way, sir; I 
won't take your hat and cane, because I don't think your's is 
likely to be a long visit. 

Sir A. (c. looking around the room) Quite a family party, I 
declare, (to Fred.) My dear Frederick, I heard of your arrival, 
and late as it is, hastened to congratulate you. [offering hand ; 
Frederick is about to assault him, but is withheld by V ai.. and 
Stephen) 

Val. Frederick, I implore — 

Ste. (r. C. getting between Fred, and SiR A, ; to Fred.) Be 
quiet, Freddy, let me talk to him ; if you let me talk to him, I won't 
chuck him out of the window — there now ! (/^ Sir A., smiling) 
Yes, sir, as you say, we be quite z. family party. There be Freddy 
and his wife, and there be me and my wife — [here Val. ^w^Mar. 
pointedly embrace their husbands) — and then there be dad and his 
new daughter, Martha. 

Jas. (l., taking Mar. in his arms) Yes — the dear adopted 
daughter — the pride of the house of Plum! 

Sir A. (c, aside) They have counterplotted and I have got the 
worst of it ; but I'll mortify them by my unconquerable serenity. 
[aloud) My dear friends, I congratulate you all. [sarcastically) 
The ladies especially ; 1 will intrude no longer. 

Fred, [advancing) One moment, Sir Arthur Lassell. But that 
reflection tells me my indignation would be thrown away, rely on 
it I should have readily found a tongue and weapon to express it ; 
you have disappointed me — even of Revenge. The man who is 
incapable of Shame is unworthy of Resentment. Retire, sir ! Re- 
tire, unenviably, safe in the Contempt and Scorn you inspire ! 

[points to door) 

Sir A. [with perfect placidity) Contempt and scorn ! Well, I 
rarely quarrel with expressions ; indeed, it would be singularly 
unjust on this occasion, for I can assure Mr. Frederick Plum and 
the rest of this refined cotton-spinning fraternity, that I take my 
leave with the most profound reciprocity of feeling, [bowiftg low, 
and moving to door) Ha, ha, ha — 

Toby, (r., up stage, thundering in his ear) Ha, ha, ha — 

Sir A. Go to the devil ! 

Toby, [points to door) After you, if you please. 

(Exit Sir Arthur, c. andR) 

Jas. (c.) Shameless to the last ! [taking Stephen aside) Stephen, 
my boy, I see you were right — all that glitters is not gold ! 



46 ALL THAT GLITTERS IS NOT GOLD. 

Ste. (}.., aside to JAS.) Gold! Lord love you, no, dad ; but — 
{pointing affer'SlK A.) — they do work up brass with such & polish, 
now-a-days, it be no easy job to tell one from t'other. 

Toby. [ftiurniJig down stage, R. ) Well, I'm not naturally fond 
of rascals, but I do hke that man — he's such an out and outer! 

Lady L. (r., aside) I've lost Arthur, but Plum remains. To be 
sure, the thing is old and the thing is ugly, but the thing has 
money; I'll try the thing, {loud) Plum! {simpering and nodding) 
Plum! 

Jas. {C, aside) I do believe she's ogling me. Heaven preserve 
me ! {shakes a decided negative) 

Toby. (R., confidetttially to LadyL. ) Mr. Plum doesn't seem to 
cry about it, my lady ; but if you'll leave me everything you've 
got when you're gone, and go as soon as you conveniently can, 
you are at hberty to propose for me. 

Lady L. Faugh ! {Jiitigs out C. and L. ; Toby follows her up 
stage, and returns down, L.) 

Jas. (C.) We have shrunk to a narrow circle; but I begin to 
think that the circle of happiness is hke one of your factory wheels, 
Stephen — all the stronger, the smaller the circumference ! Bless 
you all, my children, bless you all ! [Yk^h. passes to, R.) 

Ste. {presenting diary to Mar.) Martha, look here — your diary 
— what will be your next entry in this precious book ? 

Mar. (l. ) I hardly know, {crossing to audience, L. C. , hesitatingly) 
But if on retiring, I dared vtniure to inscribe there, that we have 
gained the approving sympathies of the good, kind hearts around 
us that would, indeed, be the brightest page, the proudest line in 
all — The Poor Girl's Diary. 

Tableau. 

Jas. Mar. 

Val. Ste. 

Fred. Toby. 



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UNCLE TOM'S CABIN (NEW VERSION.) 

A MELODRAMA IN FIVE ACTS, BY CHAS. TOWNSEND. 
PRICE, 15 CENTS. 

Seven male, five female characters (some of the characters play two parts). 
Time of playing, 1'% hours. This is a new acting edition of a prime old favorite, 
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Synopsis of Incidents : Act I. — Scene /.—The Shelby plantation in Kentucky. — 
George and Eliza. — The curse of Slavery. — The resolve. — Off for Canada. — " I won't 
be taken — I'll die first." — Shelby and Haley. — Uncle Tom and Harry must be sold. — 
The poor mother. — "Sell my boy!" — The faithful slave. Scene II. — Gumption 
Cute. — " By Gum !" — Marks, the lawyer. — A mad Yankee. — George in disguise. — A 
friend in need. — The human bloodhounds. — The escape. — " Hooray fer old Var- 
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Act II.— St. Clare's elegant home.— The fretful wife.— The arrival.— Little Eva.— 
Aunt Ophelia and Topsy. — " O, Golly! I'se so wicked!" — St. Clare's opinion. — 
" Benighted innocence."— The stolen gloves. — Topsy in her glory. 

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quest.— The promise. — pathetic scene.— Death of Eva. — St. Clare's grief. — " B"or thou 
art gone forever." 

Act IV. — The lonely house. — Tom and St. Clare. — Topsy's keepsake.— Deacon 
Perry and Aunt Ophelia.— Cute on deck. — A distant relative. — The hungry visitor. — 
Chuck full of emptiness." — Cute and the Deacon.— A row. — A fight. — Topsy to the 
rescue. — St. Clare wounded. — Death of St. Clare.— " Eva— Eva — lam coming " 

Act V. — Legree's plantation on the Red River. — Home again. — Uncle Tom's 
noble heart.—" My soul ain't yours, Mas'r." — Legree's cruel work. — Legree and Cassy. 
— The white slave. — A frightened brute.— Legree's fear. — A life of sin. — Marks and 
Cute.— A new scheme.— The dreadful whipping of Uncle Tom.— Legree punished at 
last. — Death of Uncle Tom. — Eva in Heaven. 



THE WOVEN WEB. 



A DRAMA IN FOUR ACTS, BY CHAS. TOWN SEND. 
PRICE, 15 CENTS. 

Seven male, three female characters, viz. : leading and second juvenile men, so- 
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Synopsis of Incidents: Act I.— Parkhurst & Manning's law office. New York. 
— Tim's opinion. — The young lawyer. — " Majah Billy Toby, sah ! "—Love and law. 
— Bright prospects. — Bertha's misfortune. — A false friend. — The will destroyed. — A 
cunning plot. — Weaving the web. — The unseen witness. — The letter. — Accused. — 
Dishonored. 

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message. — Tim on his dignity. — The arrival. — Playing soldier. — The secret. — The 
promise. — Harry in danger. — Love and duty. — The promise kept. — " Saved, at the 
loss of my own honor ! " 

Act III. — Drawing-room at Falconer's. — Reading the news. — "Apply to Jiidy !" 
— Louise's romance. — Important news. — Bertha's fears. — Leamington s arrival. — 
Drawing the web. — Threatened. — Plotting. — Harry and Bertha. — A fiendish lie. — Face 
to face.—" Do you know him ? " — Denounced. — " Your life shall be the penalty ! " — 
Startling tableau. 

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of history.— Woman's wit. — Toby Indignant. — A quarrel. — Uncle Toby's evidence. — 
Leamington's last trump. — Good news. — Checkmated. — The telegram. — Breaking 
the web. — Sunshine at last. 



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Eight male, three female characters : Leading comedy, juvenile man, genteel 
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Act I. The Home of the Light-house Keeper.— An autumn afternoon. — 
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SYNOPSIS OF INCIDENTS. 

Act I. At Fort Lee, on the Hudson. — News from the war. — The meeting. 
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The plotters at work. — Breaking the seals. — The meeting of husband and wife. — A 
forlorn hope. — Doomed as a spy. — A struggle for lost honor. — A soldier's death. — 
Tableau. 

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to light. — Mother and child. — Rowena's sacrifice. — The American Eagle spreads his 
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